Knock.  knock.
Ring. Ring.

Can you all hear me?
I've knocked and called.
Needing you all as my life line.
But theres no response.
You all will say "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" and it'll continue to be a repetitive story.
I know for me I won't take anyone's word, I just need you all to do the same.

This emotion called pride
Keeps me from feeling down
So why would I allow
Anyone that is suppose to be my kin drag my esteem.
As you accumulate emotions and thoughts based off I dont know what.
Im reading the book before assuming and or accepting anyone commentaries of what it's about.

Reveal your sentiments
Unleash and
Revise your intuition.
It will not mislead.

Bittersweet memories
Refrain your bias documentary
Must you dwell in my cerebrum
When I only wish to press upon the beat of my own drum.
It amuses me how you lurk
Searching for that something that'll exude an inner hurt.

Am I to blame?
Your knowledge of what you are accruing may appear like a quick fix
Hope you can read between these lines.
I pray you won't continue.
You will not like what they have readily waiting behind that lump sum check.

Racing on a track and its endless.
Everyone out here attempting to past this test.
Easy for those with a birds eye view but what are the rest to do?
We're struggling, stagnant within this so called economy
Thats milliseconds from plummeting. Here we are focused on what is on the menu for breakfast. Meanwhile, our liberty is at risk.

Be mindful and humble at all times. We all have our highs and lows.

Dreams are reality that are encrypted.
I dreamt of snakes and they surrounded me.
Two of them bit me.
I felt my body go numb, it attempted to succumb my abilities.
However, I grew stronger with an impeccable desire and capabilities to emancipate all forces that wish to hinder me.
Dreams are reality that are encrypted.

I felt your tears as they roll down your brown cheeks
I remember that late night as we walked down the street
Do not fear I am here,
I am there and
Sometimes I hear their uncanny thoughts but
My heart only care to heal. However,
it seems apart of me have engineered
A box of steel.
It feels it must be at guard due to its sensitive faults.
I am glad you all will know my truth
It will be in two.
I just want you all to live with your truce.

Allow it to change you for a better you.

The mannerism you express while struggling silently are adjacent
To my adversaries.
I snuggle in my comfort zone and neglect everything else.
I sense no one comprehend what's at hand.
Be conscience is what my guides tell me.
Now I am here in my home land restarting again.