The room was mine A canvas to play with. My dark heart would shine As we flowed through my playlist A curated collection A certain rhythmic flow Where once I sought perfection I am now I scarecrow. Lost without a heart For my muse has been censo

I have such a blessed life And a big parts cuzza you These memories are sharp life a knife I reminisce on that last year of school Those times I miss, with young you and me We have our own little history How are we still together? It's no mystery

What is it that motivates And fascinates? What lights your fire? What defines your desire? Is it your subject matter Or the end that matters? Suffering now for a better tomorrow Flexing that discipline you can build but not borrow Dreaming up a path th

The science of outrage Poignant in these times Where we're always on stage And everything's a hate crime When we punish bad behavior Dopamine rewards the striatum This evolved to be a savior When did justice become, "Those bastards! I hate em!" Ove

Some of my beliefs are contradictory but at the root of it I truly believe that kindness leads to victory In the long term, at least But forgiveness and not holding grudges can be hard for me Toward gratitude my inner voice nudges But when I show

Relax your face This is not a race You can find a pace Where discomfort is embraced And not avoided Cuz without it Effort is null and voided Don't doubt it You must push yourself To get ahead To enhance your health And LIVE before you're dead Macro pa

Green light on my Volcano Remember when they said just say no? Cuz this is your Mind on drugs Whether it's heroin or cannabis nugs Please. One drains your soul The other helps you find it The green one's grown in soil The obscene one turns your mind

Green light on my Volcano Remember when they said just say no? Cuz this is your Mind on drugs As if it's irrelevant if it's heroin or cannabis nugs One drains your soul The other helps you find it The green one's grown in soil The obscene one turns you

Free writing How does it work? Creatively igniting Imagination goes berserk You go deep into your mind One word at a time You let yourself sink And limit your time to think You let your thoughts flow Like your body in motion Writing fast or slow D

Some days I hate what I've created To read what I've written And see consecrated The darkness inside not smitten And yet there it lives Right next to the love The light, I just want to give Darkness, I push you away with a shove Go back to your corn