Learning a new way to implement what have learnt by passing the bar
Little did I know that help would come from someone who was been called to bar.

Handling projects day in and out steadily like have reached the bar
But the situation warrants a new technique I think I need to get a drink at a bar.

Withdrawing from society anytime I hit a brick wall was me setting a bar
But the distinguish way I touch the bar won't let me know how sit at the bar.

The seriousness on how we acquire that much until we don't see much
Too much in our hands as we stand to pursue what is indeed not much.

Now we can proceed without the baggage and choose a different life approach
Acquiring knowledge has been justified as a very unique approach.

The feeding your mind lifestyle is best when solitude is practiced
Now approaching a fixed corner I need to reveal all the skills have practiced.

The meaning of life in the downtown is how much you can give from what you've acquired.

Phone wiped out holding on to an old information that might still be useful
Switching to the memory lane holding on to the scrib I really need to make it useful.

The wall staring blank at my expression I really need to paint it out with my head
A wall filled with my memories I can see people queuing to view what I have in my head.

Too much lost appearance on the fence I will need your insignia on the wall
Stating fully well that you are part of the the reason am scribbling on the wall.

A note lay just below the rest of the rest and shows how much I care
The scribbled wall has a note saying I might lose myself just to show I care.

Am avoided by my friends that I place my  hands up high to meet
Am solely depending on myself for the new attention that am planning to meet.

Sick of society ready to glance into the solitude life without strength to waste
A new friend that am meeting already recognise my intentions without a waste.

Am applying a new rule in the beginning of my life so I can envelope my mind
The pages boring through a deep hole but the key is left in my mind.

The strange youth as am fondly called will become a wise chap once the coast is clear

Summarizing how my day went wasn't part of the plan
But am a writer sharing part of my life is always part of the plan.

Discussing my plans for the day definitely has to end up till midnight
You really sure you up for the conversation up till midnight.

Am yawning now calling your attention to the time of the night
Your heavy breathing and your long breath making me realise you had a hell of a night.

But don't just give up it's almost time we end this conversation
At the end of the night we have to sit up and write a new conversation.