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I misplace myself
In an imperfect situation
On uneven ground
Take some chances
Rely less on dumb luck
Got lost, now to be found
Growing through the times of desperation
Learning on my feet
An informal education
Of walking strange streets
Freshness in the air
Knowledge is in season
And I’m harvesting all I can
Cause right now I’m stuck
Quickly sinking in the sand
I fight effortlessly, out in one piece
Thankful for the knowledge from being low
Wisdom gained battling adversity
I learned much when childhood seemed tough
Today I feel handcuffed
To reflect what all expect is rough
It’s never enough

Count to ten and hide behind your sorrow
Your happiness will arrive in awhile
Please just wait an indefinite tomorrows
And it’ll be found within your smile

Hide and seek, a child’s game
A relation, an explanation
Of the difficulties life throws our way
Twists and turns that at times burn
I’m headed to the Valley
With a fifth in my hand
Leaping over hedgerows
Climbing over chain links
No try, no time, no fly
In a constant state
At a constant pace
Each the same fate, sounds fake
Shift back to truth
The downs bring frowns
But allow me to grow
Until I flourish
With the May flowers
Cultivated by the April showers
I whistle while I March
To my own beat on the un-beat-en path
Appreciating the gems
Hold on tight; don’t let them slip out of sight
Written in pen

Count to ten and hide behind your sorrow
Your happiness will arrive in awhile
Please just wait an indefinite tomorrows
And it’ll be found within your smile

I change my angle and my stance
To obtain a perspective enhanced
Less linear, abstract
A unique look, fiction not fact
Life unplanned
As my own architect
Without a print shaded in blue
I’m authoring an unwritten book
An original tale not plagiarized
Recipes not known by another cook
Beginning at my base, my soul
Building my way up till I reach the top
Staying cool in Black Thought
Enjoying incidents as rest stops
I chose to step less conservatively
Not right foot after right
Worrying not that my next step
Will be the right one
Left, wrong, or maybe last
I thank yesterday for the tip
To take turns, my feet, not to trip
I count to ten and hide behind the sorrow
My happiness will arrive in awhile
After the indefinite tomorrows
I’ll find it behind the smile

Bask in the sun with laughter
The rough times have up-righted your smile
You got what you’re after
A spectacle so grand, nothing higher
Of minimum complaints without any rain
Wonderful, the downhearted blaze
The downhearted inspire

Bask in the sun with laughter
The rough times have up-righted your smile
You got what you’re after
A spectacle so grand, nothing higher
Of minimum complaints without any rain
Wonderful, the downhearted blaze
The downhearted inspire

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