Certain people had to pass
Just to alter my path
Shit tragic
Stay transit
We ain’t coming last
My heart could break a hundred ways
Waves of feeling
Ain’t the same
And if I told you would you understand
Feet up in the sand
Fear of being stuck
But when you fear that’s when you stuck
Moving different
In dark spaces
You move with a crutch
I put pen on page last time
To leave it among
The rest of life
In debt
To the verses I wrote
I heard you paint houses
I heard you paint mountains
I heard you paint with a sword
The heart that I amounted
Was just enough to conform
Two tears in a bucket
I was looking for more
Reasons to move on
Bottled feelings
I avoided
Distorted images
Reflections a far cry
Alibi’s I told for myself For comfort
In dark times
I heard a calm sea
Never made a skilled sailor
I tailor these words
Fit descriptions
In mind
Grind all in my blood
Tears come with the shine
Watch came with the face
And skills came with times
The seventeen year old
That picked up the MacBook
With a dream
Martin Luther how I’m speaking
I won’t live on my knees
If you would see it how I see it
You would see that there’s eve
In everything
Figures blurry when the visions collide
I fight the feeling
When I’m feeling the tides
Are against me
I ain’t going back now
Just to alter my path
Shit tragic
Stay transit
We ain’t coming last
My heart could break a hundred ways
Waves of feeling
Ain’t the same
And if I told you would you understand
Feet up in the sand
Fear of being stuck
But when you fear that’s when you stuck
Moving different
In dark spaces
You move with a crutch
I put pen on page last time
To leave it among
The rest of life
In debt
To the verses I wrote
I heard you paint houses
I heard you paint mountains
I heard you paint with a sword
The heart that I amounted
Was just enough to conform
Two tears in a bucket
I was looking for more
Reasons to move on
Bottled feelings
I avoided
Distorted images
Reflections a far cry
Alibi’s I told for myself For comfort
In dark times
I heard a calm sea
Never made a skilled sailor
I tailor these words
Fit descriptions
In mind
Grind all in my blood
Tears come with the shine
Watch came with the face
And skills came with times
The seventeen year old
That picked up the MacBook
With a dream
Martin Luther how I’m speaking
I won’t live on my knees
If you would see it how I see it
You would see that there’s eve
In everything
Figures blurry when the visions collide
I fight the feeling
When I’m feeling the tides
Are against me
I ain’t going back now
( Angel Delgado )
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