What exactly are you fighting for in your life I keep asking
Because the pain that you are yearning for is asking.

The turn you are afraid to take is already been plied by another
Don't let the defeat in your head make you envy another.

The fight is against you when you stare at the mirror you can understand
Getting back up is like a jolly ride you only enjoy it when you board it
The world deserves a better fighter you won't know until you become it.

Always a long road to achieve what ever you set your mind on
The journey is full of Invisible ups and downs you don't realize until you get on.

Someone trying to catch-up I hope is the ambulance pulling on the driveway
Another casualty lining up hope we can find our way to the driveway.

Projecting forward on all my intentions don't know which would push me forward
On the lookout for a new idea hoping to push this new one forward.

Slowly backing out and procastination is waiting to take it's place
On a new journey always a mile before I get to my new place.

Life on the edge to me is like cloud
Ain't nothing she ever did that made me mad.

Until my pupil was the center of discussion
Started asking about the color
And the point of the vigour
I was more of an introvert in discussing matters.

But I still won't let my pupil or it's color
Make me lose my date with my THc.

My life is like a self afflicted job always seeing the unseen before anybody else
The pen that stay stuck to my hands always writing the unheard before anyone else.

Life of a poet I didn't even prepare my head for the life journey am heading down
Nemesis catching up on me before I make a quick sound
Holding on to a new believe that am left in the ground.

Different changes all around wondering if am still alive
Unseen is like a temporary illness it won't go only with Unheard.

Still waiting on my order in the four walls of  my cell
Had to wait in line before I could get out of my cell.

Staggering feet then I knew it could come to my end
But the game needs change I just need inspiration in my head.

Unable to move confine to what my staggering thought whispers
The drunk inmate as am fondly called could give you glitters
On the new dimension I won't mind if your mind makes my shivers.

Spreading all sort of knowledge across don't cringe for a new leader
The drunk inmate isn't just a title don't wait until you are made a leader.

An expecting mother clinging to the juice of the huckleberry
A new baby on it's way and the father is relaxing with a nice dewberry.

Life throwing different mix to a new one walking the phase of the earth
The first step looks more like a mile and the new one is facing the earth.

Frequent trips to the hospital got a patient holding on to the cloudberry
The dentist still calling not realizing am missing my appointment because of my cranberry.

The young infant is now grown don't let the optician know the currant is the cure
Still holding on to a new device don't wait until you get your tongue on the blackberry
Depression setting in the young youth is trying to fix obesity with Acai Berry.

The young parents are now old they can also fix it with raspberry
Letter to the world fixing my problems with Berries is a new way to fight with Juneberry.

Am already a millionaire in my mind so am planning my will
You there in the corner you in need of a dime
I think now I have more than enough it won't remain a dime.

Foolish spending got me checking my pocket for bills
Stacking the paper don't get angry for am missing my bills.

Second share is always the largest my eyes closed hoping for a call
Mouth agape don't look my way tears sprinkling on my face
Hate to admit my twisted will is just like a bell hanging on my face.

Morning noise letting me know that a new day is here
Daily routine making me realise that another day is here.

Planned out all in a piece of a paper hope i beat the traffic
Life on the road and everyone wondering if am still in traffic.

Different scenes bringing me back to my true reality
Black man missed with black intentions don't wait on the reality.

Don't know what today has in store for a loyal observer
But am still heading out tommorow keep the info for the next observer.

Don't want to talk trash about the person I love the most
But in the midst of that I still need to highlight what he does the most.

Straight out of school attention shaking for a right position
Lone boy on waters you only need to discover your main position.

Dad always raise his brow at me when I refuse to follow the straight guideline
He also should remember he wasn't cajoled to follow any strict guideline.

So why am I a victim of the only person that I solely look up to
Circumstances turning a real dad to an old school dad no doubt too.

The images in my screen looks more like me but am playing another scenario
Was I drunk or did someone just chase me into my own scenario.

Lost in the chronicles I created my strength weighing me down
The clear picture of what am becoming is tearing me down.

A quick future display got me scared of how many people am letting down
But the images left out how many people would turn me down.

Am still lost in my own mind filtering through the images that appear in bumps
My bumping image is a mixture of the past but my present refuses to be in doubt.