Focus. I’m gonna be glad I wrote this. Ideas in my mind, raise a clenched fist. Hope in grip, I’m on a mission. Seeing things clearly with my great vision. Taking time to address all I can affect, being direct, times I feel a mess. When Im filled with lack of hope, I grab my lifesaving rope. It works, so know. This is how life goes. Sometimes you choke. This is all good though. When your down and out, take no time to pout. Decide to change routes. Your feelings amount. To what it takes to go north or south. There is Wisdom, your thoughts are very clear. Feelings and emotions are nothing to change. Even when your feelings strange, your never deranged. Things never stay the same. I feel your pain but your not out the game. Instead, they provide the power to alter, giving thoughts the Souter. To change your behavior to what’s provided from the altar. From your Holy Father. You don’t control where your life is gonna go, you just set the course of the boat. Doing what’s needed to stay afloat. Paying attention to every thought of mote. This is fate. Your moving to where your hearts placed. It’s safe. Moving at a steady pace. Empowered from your state of Grace. I know this feels great, so just focus on what you make. Satisfaction. You’ll be inspired to take action. When the times right, you’ll gain traction. Day or night. Just stay and fight. Everything will be alright. The times ahead will leave the past dead. These lyrics are heard and read, radiating throughout your head. Giving you bread.