Bright and Shiny

"Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves"
walking with hail of shells, why do we hate ourselves
writin' wise words, quoting Henry David Thoreau
a man's own mind, not his enemy, is his worst foe
although, few know, constantly moving to and fro
dumb like a TV show, expecting others to bestow
no, take it into your own hands, develop and grow
life without limits, no gimmicks, you can be that glow
apropos, not that long ago, people praised Jim Crow
it's funny though, today the same people run the show
tell you one thing, but do another, like an indecisive hoe
haters will hate, but worry about the friend that is fake
because it's too late when you been bitten by the snake

sometimes you up, sometimes you down
enemies keep reaching for your crown
your success will make them drown
lookin' back, look like a clown
sometimes I feel like leaving town
feel like leaving all this shit behind
never thought a good heart was a crime
forgot I was blessed with the best of time
all gone in a mist of a confused mind
'living is not the same as being alive'

my flow flows fluently in my rhyme
my words so beautifully intertwine
chaos and order, combined in a line
against all odds we still rise and shine
inspire, out thoughts are fuel for the fire
aiming at the top and even higher
no need to retire, as skills do not expire
-ASK