“We’re our own truth, no matter how lost we are in knowing what that really is”. O’Jerry wordsmith
Sometimes the waters won’t always be calm
And that doesn’t make the waves the enemy
Few tides and storms makes the ocean what it is
If only we realize that’s why we were not created with fins
We often find ourselves in the delusion of a live we thought we should live
Or the repeated scenarios of how we ought to live played in our heads
And each sunrise becomes an automated classic flops of our true existence
That we forget what we once dreamed differently
Lost in the interpretation of trying to find who we are
That we become invincible, even to ourselves
The average worth of Self esteem is now sold on the black market for less than nothing
Leaving Integrity top of the list of things going into extinction
We belong to a generation known for everything with a touch of a button other than it’s value
And we wonder why our ‘fathers’ dont take us serious
How can we be heard when we can’t even see ourselves
We pretend to be sane, but our insanity is displayed even before we speak
No wonder nobody wants to listen
You don’t have to always win you know
Especially when you don’t know why you’re fighting in the first place
Yes we want a lot of things
But then again, what happens after you did
I lost a friend few days ago
and that kept me thinking, if he had an idea he wont be staying too long, would he have done things differently?
And he breaks my heart cause he wont have the luxury to think differently
Isn’t it time to really be You?
You can’t be that bad, believe me, You can’t be.
Written by Akinola ‘Mide.