self sufficient, all providing, all ears to listen, legs keep striding, heart beats a rythym, mind stay striving dreams and visions, forever colliding, personally Id rather not discuss, but love has a way of rising up above, poor and drifting away from stubborn, frailties sworn to uphold a promise, days sneak past and here goes another, fuck it, i say as I spark up some chronic, details seem to stand out more, when I spend the time meditating... as I drag my feet up from the street to the door, responsibility for the day starts fading, beneath all this hopped up outer shell that makes all our living, prayers overflow begging for an answer, red with madness and hardness at bidding, my confident face is only the exterior, publicly mask to be intimidating, while deep inside lies a broken man probably the best quality worth saving, is relying on myself to determine my plans, last but not least, the farthest from it all I need is you to keep up the fight until we won it, left behind my heart everyday spinning stowed away at home with you in it blood pressure builds as I lay to witness, tireless hours stomped to distance