YOURSELF

it's 4 in the morning & your still wide awake
a feeling of uncertainty
a feeling you can't shake
the urge to write hoping writing will break
break the mood of uncertainty
the mood you can't take

you pick up the pen with no direction
hoping when it meets the paper you see a reflection
a reflection of yourself  at a crossroad section
you decide go right when you could have easily went left and
you cant help to notice but seeing yourself and
you're your worst critic so get at yourself then
before you point the finger at everyone else when

its time to realize all the games you play
it all falls down and it started the day
the day you started treating people better than God
all your worshiped worldly possessions are just a midst in the fog

so now you all alone and all you got is yourself
a pen & a paper hoping it guides yourself
to a place where you have no choice but to better yourself
and like i said you are you worst critic
so get at yourself

take a step to the mirror and examine yourself
dont step aside
you might cry
just looking at yourself
and you might get the urge just to punch yourself
but before you do that
you need to talk to yourself

cause can't nobody tell self about self like yourself
cause everything self tells to self is already heartfelt
cause self is what made self step to yourself
and you gotta respect why self came because you care about yourself

so find your way out
cause i already found mine
God is my way and writing is how I shine
I would say 'what's yours is mine'
but then I'll be lying
cause you don't know where you are
and i like my path just fine

and if you wanna find peace
you need to find the Word
cause you gotta deal with yourself
before you can deal with the world


Signing Off
Excuse My Kharisma... ♥




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