You have been pressed sore to the bone
Your round shape has formed an edge like the cone
Everyone sees you and just want to gather a stone
You feel like your every move is being watched like a drone
There is no one whose got you that you can call on a phone
It's easier, without support in this world to feel alone
I know you have battles raging in your head, just have it toned
Life sometimes doesn't get easier but we have to keep pushing
Pushing through it and it gets easier along the way
You've got to exert twice the energy because life gives in to pressure too
Everything will be alright but you have to make the effort
You will get through those stages but you have to make the effort
Nothing is handed over to you on a platter, so make the effort
It might not get easier but you can be sure it would be worth it
If you don't write that book then no one would read it
If you don't sing that song, how else are we to listen?
If you don't take that step, how else are you to move?
Don't confuse revolving with progress, ask the barber's chair...
That moves on the same spot without leaving the spot
It's easier to get lost in the crowd but you have to make efforts to be seen
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.