In the real world like a canvas, I paint my pain,

In the real world like a canvas, I paint my pain, Streets whisper secrets, echoing like rain, Got dreams in my pocket, but they weigh like lead, Chillin' on the corner where the lost souls tread. Life’s a puzzle, pieces scattered in the breeze, Tryna find the truth while I’m dodging all the thieves, Every corner turned, a lesson learned, In this cold reality, the fire still burned. Countin’ every moment, like a clock with no hands, Navigating through the chaos, making my own plans, With the weight of the world on my back like a pack, But I’m chillin’ with my thoughts, never lookin’ back. Reality’s a canvas, I’m the artist with the brush, Painting vivid stories in the silence, no rush, In a world so loud, I find peace in the noise, Real world vibes, just me and my voice.