One day I swear I'm going to write my way out of hell
It's only a matter of time but only time will tell
Bigger things are coming but I have to build the blocks
Because the opportunity never comes if you stop
That's why I'm writing this, this hear is my good faith
To tell myself never to stop if this is my dream hell, it's time to chase

This was always a hobby and an outlet for me to vent
But as of lately I've had my creativity spent
Due to lack of sleep and constant stress
I just want to get my life back together, but right now it's a bit of a mess
Nothing I can't handle but believe me it's no walk in the park
Especially when there are no lights to illuminate this path in the dark

Every night I think about what I should do, but never do
That's my biggest flaw I'm eating procrastination soup
Not because I'm sick, but just a little under the weather
I use to say they couldn't rain on my parade when I'm made of umbrellas

But now the clouds seem to be parting I can seem my next my skies limit
I just hope this time I listen and try to live it