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Cross some t's, dot some i's
It's like everyone left without saying their goodbyes
But look at my eyes
Clear as the blue sky
I have no more tears left to cry
Why? Why? Why?
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Wait, the world just paused for a minute
I tried to smile but everything still feels gloom
Its like I'm trapped in this one room
In this body I am entombed
Resume, everything is fine they assume
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I had nothing poetic to say
So I came up with this word play
The voices decided to come out and play
A good night sleep they want to delay
Memories of you they want to replay
I'm stuck between fed up and okay
But still praying everything turns out for the better one day
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Lowkie©

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I'm grateful for my depression
It taught me compassion
It taught me how to write poetry with a passion
It taught me life is not all sunshine and roses
And in order to heal
You have to let pain run its course
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I'm grateful for my anxiety
It taught me to overthink things
And that the first decision
Is not always the best decision
It taught me how to draw conclusions
Although to some people it might cause confusion
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I'm grateful for the voices in my head
Although they keep me awake at night
Whenever I'm down
They motivate me to get back up and fight
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Accept who you are and be grateful
There's no one else like you so be graceful
Everyday is a gift so be thankful
Better days are coming so be fateful
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Lowkie®

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I always wonder why you don't need a car
You're up so high
I bet you see the whole world
Right there where you are
You shine so bright
Day and night
During the day you are one
At night all your friends
Come out to share the same spotlight
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Which changes my perspective on the saying
"When Days are dark, Friends are few"
Like you I have many friends at night
Who's always trying to bring me down
Who never leaves without a fight
And when brighter days comes
They are nowhere in sight
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Like you I need no car
To see the world
Because I'm up so high
Trying to escape the world
That I'm trapped in
During the day I am one
At night
At night is when all my "friends" come out to play
They tell me stories as I lay
About how I will never shine so bright
If I don't persue to be great
Causing me to rush the process
And have little faith
That the outcome will be
Like the picture I paint
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All of them shine brighter than me
Making me feel misplace
Making me feel like a mistake
But than I remember the words you said:
"Give yourself a break
Your mental health is at stake
Those friends are probably fake
Because the real ones already think you're great
Be patient and have faith
And you will find your place in the universe
Through all your mistakes"
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Lowkie ©

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A art that is slept on
A world of inspiration the new generation
Might be kept from
Everyone wants to be a rapper
Everyone wants to be a singer
Noone wants to be a thinker
Noone wants to be a reader
The walls of poetry are closing on me
I think I need a breather
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Poetry
They know you when they've found love
I know you as a gift from above
You helped me see the beauty in things
You helped me see the darkness this world can bring
Whenever you called
I'd be first at the scene
You helped me as a teen
You saved me when noone else wanted to intervene
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I thank you for the relief that you bring
I wish I could offer you a diamond ring - Maybe one day
First I need people to believe
In you
In me
And all the poets
Who has dreams they want to achieve
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Lowkie®

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"Hey I read your poems
I like how your words rhyme
Are you a rapper and a poet in your free time?"
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I am no rapper and I'm not trying to be one
Honestly from where I stand
I can see how studios are getting crammed
With people who don't really have the talent
All they know is how to get lit (sh*t)
Which lead to a whole new culture (skrt)
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Don't get me wrong, I want to be part of this new wave
A poet showing these rapper how to really play this game
I speak with the tongue of your fathers
So you better behave
I speak with the tongue of your fathers
They're probably turning in their graves
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I am a poet, not a rapper
Maybe I should jump on a beat
And show them I can do it better
Cause this is where it all started, at poetry
But now everyone is throwing words around hopelessly
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Lowkie ®