Effort And Misfortunes
Because when I look into a mirror I see a lost child inside of this decaying body where misfortunes 0build up through time. I am a product of my surroundings, atleast it's what I've been told and I'm seeing it more everyday, the fact that we all eventually will fold. And I'm trying to hold on to the golden days of honesty and clarity but sometimes there's no other way. What the f..ck has become of me? As my misfortunes outweigh everything I've learned and everything I say until every last bridge has burned. And now our mistakes and our misfortunes they rain from the sky with instructions on how to grow but all we can do is ask why. But here I am still thinking we can learn, and here I am still thinking our ideas are unworn. Here I am still putting my neck on the line knowing it will get crushed every single time because I truely believe, we can learn from our mistakes and misfortunes, even after all I've seen.
