Another year around the Moon
I basked in oils and fragrances that bloom
Only to be picture perfect a muse
This journey has came with a lot
Not to mention somebody being shot
I wouldn’t take it back if I could cuz what’s to understand don’t gotta be understood
Pretty like a rose
Even dead ones too
Lavender burnt ends only smells I’m use to
Greedy people take my energy ******* up the little bit of soul left inna me
I applaud those who I was once close with
Leaving empty envelopes open
Spearing truth pierced eyes
Only the hateful believe the lies
Point proven to No One I’m my own creator
Not even spoiled milk have this much Flavor
Busy evolving I can’t come out
It’s like hibernation with war monkeys
Evitable drought
Closed fist swinging in the rain
I’m never taken back the love I received from pain