I wrote this with a friend in mind...she's got some choices in life to make to move forward. Much luv Mikayla. Props to GenetixMC for the beat on this one.
hiphopspoken wordpoepoetris
Spoken:
It’s a long long way from home when you step out of the warmth to the cold
but you’ve gotta take the lessons you were given shift em to your own and move to a different road
blow it all off cuz now you’re grown ...but no it’s not the end...it’s the beginning to your stories gold
I know I’ve been thru it said screw it threw with it...
but knew it... couldn’t sit
if ya quit your spirit lifts than your reasons hit... rock bottom
‘stead of full throttle where they ougtta be
can’t see the whole picture with clarity
time is carelessly used sparingly I swear you’ll be
just another one who’s wishin’ for a dream
now you gotta see the potential to make it and gleam...
we’re all beings reasoning I’ve seen what lacks
further what you grasped from every single task
but missin’ puzzle pieces only creates half...
A glass that’s half full you’ve heard it all before
it’s the way you look at it which way is more
the doors that are locked always gotta key
it’s who’s willing to look at what’s full not empty
If you stay within a place of haste that degrades
how is one to grow unless it’s down with a spade ?
afraid to live for you who’s got to say
it’s my own life now tho I understand you gave
be brave n don’t cave it’d be a shame
to lose what could be saved, such a waste
It’s the road less driven a script that’s secrets hidden
cuz most just pass by payin’ no attention
apprehensive with some tension of sensin’ new lessons
but none attempted only rented...a mess of thoughts
and then when ya sleep nightmares get ya caught
lost in your mind ya can’t find a single sign
but then again when ya hide your directions blind
it’s when you pick your head up you start to drive...
A glass that’s half full you’ve heard it all before
it’s the way you look at it which way is more
the doors that are locked always gotta key
it’s who’s willing to look at what’s full not empty
Let’s take a step back
to a times I was trapped facts sometimes still hard for me to grasp
tho the stories still intact
ya gotta react
back track to what I had it made me stronger
made me push harder wanna live a little longer
a toddler uprooted Mama remarried
moved to a town in a shack how dare he
bring us to this hole so damn cold
didn’t get much better thru the days tho
beaten to the bone home all alone
was never a place I could call my home
but that’s where we learn to cope reach for some hope
somewhere within till we get out on our own
Pick ya head up girl ya gotta stay on top
realize what’s around you everything you got
take this whole world in the palm of ya hand
it’s only you who can tell you that you can’t...
Spoken:
Your aspirations start now and they never end
remember this...some become stronger from their past
others turn their backs...move forward...
