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The facts

I need to put my feelings to the back,
Patch up these holes and all of these cracks.
I can take a trip down any one of these tracks,
So I need to stand up straight and take a look at the facts.
She left me, found some other Jack,
Watched me grab my shit and start to pack.
She stole the best parts of me then watched me fall back,
Life cocked its hand and I felt the bitch smack.
 
I sure made a lot of bad decisions…
  But wasting my time on her takes the stack.
I just turned all of my lights on…
  But everything still looks black.
 
So, I cling to these cans and I hold down these caps,
I stick to this pen and I write down these raps,
I consume this smoke and watch time elapse,
And perhaps a world can rebuild after it’s collapsed.
You know I’ll never know if I don’t go ask,
So I’m setting up some goals and I’m knocking out these tasks.
The last part of the show’s over and this is the next act,
So, let me put on a performance worthy a gold plaque,
Clean up my shit, quit acting wiggity-wack,
No more procrastinating, no trying to slack,
Because I do not lack the tick or the tack,
And that’s it, I’m done and I’m not looking back.

(2007)

I wrote this one awhile back, it's a song that kinda goes to a reggae tune. Thought I'd share it with y'all. Thanks for reading!

#GrowthLove #Trust

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