Pumping emotion to circulate words,
that's where the passion flies like birds,
grow abundant and fresh, like an exotic fruit,
the flow of magic that settled root,
I set no time to blow no mind,
just write my name, for someone to find,
I plan no art, i'm not looking to be seen,
but if I am seen,
consider me, a passionfruit.

Some find me sweet, some find me ****,
some think of me like I am art,
I'm just a thing grown from this world,
passionate
as a passionfruit.

I hold no aim to be the best,
I'm not looking for some hard test,
I just want to be valued cause,
I am just a passionfruit.