Our sole purpose
Finding our soul’s purpose
Surprised?
You didn’t know this?
But, your life tends to show it
The soulless are now on notice
And not afraid to show it
Now, it is their chance to row it
I wish I was clueless
Trying not to live my life secluded and diluted
I keep hearing this call like it is my turn to prove it
I’ve graduated past needing him or them
I’ve exceeded past trying to be prim
My agenda has me looking within
Fantasizing about showing my race we can win
The cost is friends
Lonely nights clutching my own head
Finally, understanding why my relationships are swinging by a thread
Well, I learned drama feeds family and friends
I don’t have anymore stories about a cheating man
How about why do I feel depressed again?
Why I chose to not let my father in?
What will I regret on my death bed?
I know, morbid
But, this is what the world did
This ‘fake mix’ of a matrix
Even me, an escapist cannot escape this


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