what's in between the rags and the riches
the word two you gotta have two times the grind to go from rags to riches
if you dont believe in your rags then the riches never come
the man in the rags wants riches hes ambitious
getting by means even if thats washing dishes from ramen to what ever is delicious
time is money but money is time like squares and the four corners are they always the same?
not enough milk and honey for the ride
some come from rich and some from raggedy and tragedy
should have kept your rags kid*
comfortable with what you got maybe that's riches
money power and respect which is missed
looking for the recognition but never the success of the mission
A book, like many of a series tells a story
A boy/girl who had nothing going for him all of a sudden an opportunity is presented and you either sink swim or like many of us float
you look at this opportunity but never take it or the initiative that it takes to get to what you want in life because you are comfortable where you are at in the sense that people already like your **** but you want them to love it go further than your friends go to strangers and have them give it a listen
imagine handing your life's story to someone you've never met and they just so happen to be someone who can add a whole chapter to it
Get out of your comfort zone and takes those rags tell them you demand the riches but show them why that's what it's all about
1 hit wonder or not someone saw more potential in you then yourself at one point and you need to take that with you all the way to the end of you because the beginning is only where it starts and how can you see the end if you're still right where you started they call it a journey for a reason it takes you everywhere you want to go and no where you don't hard times and situations are a different story but in the end you still create the vision you've seen since day one whether you like it or not that's not the plot and it sure as hell ain't about what you got it's about what you give how you working for it thinking about how you wanna live on the top of a mountain for all to see how the rags to riches story came to be and what happens when you think you've said it all you barely scratched the surface like history it will repeat itself so you can say it all and say nothing that someone hasn't already said you can just think about it differently and make others marvel over the fact that you took the time to get a bit deeper. it's always harder when you're closer to home able to reach but never to hold it's the matter of time and place not rhyme and race

I grabbed the sky and it moved me along
I was a cloud, I was free
Floating along the blue skies
Bringing  awe to a beautiful horizon
Until we kiss the sky again

You know those people who always  keep us in our place
The only ones who before you loved looked into your face
Taught you right from wrong as you shed a few tears along the way
How late you could stay outside and play
Made sure most of us got what we needed
Even if our needs were a bit conceited
None the less beyond all the hard times and stress
Our family are the ones to pick up our mess

Woke up this morning with a thirst for you
A trip to the coffee shop will have to do
Large hot regular with the sugar piled
I made a joke and swear you smiled
A confidence boost from my beautiful barista
I told you my name and it's nice to meetcha
Small talk, plans, could lunch turn into dinner?
You're a lottery ticket that's got me feeling like a winner
You bring someone out that's just not me
To tell you the truth I don't even like coffee

It’s good the world is not made to your dream
and people aren’t how you wished them to be
your needs are never satisfied to the brim
your wants keep growing endlessly.

It’s good you don’t get all you love to own
to your eyes all mysteries are not clearly shown
your questions are stuck and queries remain
your joy’s exuberance is diluted by pain.

It’s good uncertainties hinder your way
your lips can’t utter all you want to say
your plans go awry path fills with mess
hurdles keep coming to block your progress.

It’s good you ever feel far the distance
always hope there is a second chance
events don’t take the course you will
you retain a void that you yearn to fulfill.

We are all connected
What I just don't get is
No one is connecting

Slot A, Tab B,
or Square peg and round hole
finding out which one you are
is man's eternal goal
One must find self placement
Are you slot A or Tab B?
The only question truly is
Which one of them is me?
You laugh when no one else does
so, does that make you the slot?
Where exactly do you fit?
Who gets what you have got?
Until the magic moment
When Tab A finds Slot B
You wander round not knowing
If you're really, roll-up C
Now the mix is daunting
With A and B and C
A Tab, A Hole, A Rollup
which one should you be
In time all will be answered
You'll find out which you are
By then if things go right
You'll meet attachment R