a day late

A day late and a dollar short, sayings from my matriarch, lessons in the shadows light flickers as i play my heart out invisible guitar strumming in the dark in the dark echoes in my minds eyes silka vinyl spinning slow showing yall my timeline as i stumble slip and grow yeah my mamas vioice melody teaching me how to grow showing ya a time line where i stumble slip and grow key point being that i never fold yeah i never told fortune favors the bold winter is cold question everything if your told like vinyl spinning slow shout grams and my mama right from the start yeah that’s one saying that took and stuck in myheart a day late and a a dollar short couldn’t even keep my divorce from settling outta court custody battles lets the true colors show destroying the family fort Lessons in the shadows, light flickers, as i play my heart out invisible guitar strumming in the dark Echoes in my minds eyes like a vinyl spinning slow, showing yall my time line as I stumble slip and i grow Grammys voice a melody, teaching me to follow what i know trying to escape the screaming but the yelling never stops follows me through the halls of it all as it’s pokes fun at me and laughs at my pain laughs at my life like my life’s is game laughing screaming that i deserve it all i don’t even care nah i don’t even care olly olly oxen freee just want us all to be free i pray the lord prevent all toxin and helps us all not feel l boxed in helps us destroy the ego leggo your eggo really meant let go of your ego yeah they unaware no one sees my struggles no one see your struggles but i know we feel our struggles see ourselves staring at eachother through the portals in the mirrors the picture getting clearer we have to break the machine that made us and build a better way one where people ain’t starved out in any kind of way tug of war battling myself everyday feel like im the magic one stuck around a bunch of muggles Heart heavy with the weight of those who came before, this one gave up, that one gave up all said u was toxic asf and blamed ya mama for the troubles when all she try to do is help but then instead of saying i need more or texting a motivational message or somewhat she yells and blows up u i was labeled not even close to enough cuz i never knew that some people will never have a enough yeah love tough especially when it’s tough love on top of tough love but I was blind at the time . Now I'm counting every blessing, though the bills stack high, Mama’s words a compass, guiding me through the sky. Chasing dreams in the night, but the dawn's creeping in, Late fees on my soul, but I’m learning how to win. Every step a testament, the struggle builds my core, A day late and a dollar short, but I’m ready for more. Hustle in my veins, like the rhythm of the street, Soulful symphony, can’t accept defeat. With every scar I carry, there’s a story to unfold, A day late and a dollar short, but my heart is pure gold.