I like to align my Stars like you like to brush your hair in the morning
I like to bury my problems like people bury the dead during mourning
I'm sorry to hear that your misery is morphing
I wish i could trap it with a jar
But i'm just a man
I can just try to let it die with my words of empowerment
I work day and night on myself
Using the right words
Cause half the time it's not the right ones
I'll keep trying
Regardless of how many people tell me i know exactly how to speak.
There's always room for improvement.
I like to align my Stars just right
Keep your dreams tight.