ink spill

they wanted me to talk but I don't feel like talking they wanted me to walk but I don't feel like walking, heard the whispers in the dark, now the shadows are mocking, thought they knew my story, but they don’t see the chapters, painted dreams on the canvas, I’m the master of disasters. climbing up the ladder, yeah, I’m fueled by the struggle, heart of a lion, through the fire, won't crumble, nights without sleep, plotting out my redemption, the world’s a stage, and I'm seeking my ascension. mind full of visions, ink spilling like a fountain, each line I write, man, it's a mountain I'm scaling, rising from the ashes, like a phoenix in flight, the pressure makes diamonds, and I’m shining so bright. keep the haters talking, I embrace the elevation, battle scars on my heart, bred through dedication, wrote this for the dreamers who know it’s a grind, with every verse I spit, I’m leaving doubts behind. I’m rising through the struggle, yeah, I’m breaking the mold, turning every setback into stories that unfold, chasing down my vision like it’s all that I see, with every heartbeat echoing my destiny. Got my mind on the prize, can’t afford to lose sight, in the darkest of the nights, I’m the spark, I’m the light, paint the canvas of my life with hues of ambition, every line I draft, it’s a self-made mission. Fueling up my passion, got the fire in my soul, while others stay complacent, I’m digging for the gold, so keep the haters talking, I’ll just turn up the heat, with every step I take, I’m claiming my seat.