THE STRONG WILL OF A MAN PT-1
I wanna be read about, but not to be chastised about. Hopefully something positive that the young youth can read about; and that can encourage them to be led in the right route. I’m gonna continue to think in the way that I do, because I know that the thoughts that I formulate are true. I wanna be at a time and place that’s fit just for me, seeing individuals that can actually relate to me; that’s the place that I fight to see.
The strong will of a Man. The past is behind me, but I can foresee it creeping back up on me. This life that I live is a shallow feeling, I’m here to let all know. A rollercoaster of a ride, continuing to tumble down a tumultuous slide, never seeming to end. I just wanna continue to find it in my heart to always wanna win.
THE STRONG WILL OF A MAN PT-2
The strong will of a Man. There’s rules to the game and consequences when you lose. The game outweighs the consequences because it can be played with many moves. The game of life is enough; you must be nice to blossom in a world that’s filled with strife.
The strong will of a Man can give many the chills, the realization is so. The strong will of a Man will continue on to the extent many will never know. Before the strong will of a Man departs, I have a dream that’s deep rooted in my heart. My dream is to embed into the youngsters’ morals and values from the front door, giving them insight on what’s in store; relaying my message from the ceiling to the floor. I have a revelation that in which was born from my own freewill. It took for me to reside behind concrete to express how I truly feel, but to the world I will proclaim that the words that I reveal are real.
A NEW WORLD
Could it be growing colder as my feet begins to numb. That is the life of a Man whose evanescent soul may never see the sun. Why must it be cold in the most warmest of climates? Could it be the tension and self-absorption which freezes my soul? I feel as if I’m numb, but yet and still yearning to strive on as a Man should.
Could I explore a world that I have yet to see, or will my maneuverability continue to be hindered in a world that I don’t wanna be?
Could it be that I’m in a trance, as if to be Cinderella’s secret admirer waiting to attend a dance. I don’t know, but up until that dance, I’m going to maintain my stance.