Much Harder Than I First Thought
Have you ever been in a place where your mind is emotionally drained?
…A place where nothing makes sense where life becomes more confusing as the days go by?
A good laugh, a good cry doesn’t help much and staring off into space is pointless.
So what else can you do? Seems like I am asking myself more questions than I am getting answers.
I have lost my focus, the path is so unclear the fog has completely covered the popcorn trail I left behind.
I know that you can’t pay attention to what some present for public consumption but dayummmmmmmm somehow someway I KNOW I am better than that.
I just gotta find that something special that was me.
That flavah that essence that umph…..man I wish butterflies were whispering in my ears again.
I wish that the leaves from the trees played in my springs and curls.
I wished the man in the moon would smile down on me.
I wished the stars would sprinkle glitter in my eyes.
Sometimes I wish it was ’84 when my words seemed provoke awe in the eyes of many.
I wish I could remember what it was I said.
Maybe if I could this would all make so much sense.