midnight thoughts

Deep down I hope these lines cut deeper than a knife
But 'til then I'm just a young man fighting for his life
Angels speak to people who tell me my future's bright
Of all the stories out there, it's mine that I recite
Cuz your life is so unique, it has God's copyright
His mercy keeps my soul replenished like electrolytes
Staring up at the moonlight
Making sure all my screws tight
The chances are more limited when you only got two dice
Regardless, I'mma take my chances
See what they gon' land on
Cuz I believe that you can make it further than you planned on
Cuz since day one I've always worked my tail off
I just want to speak my truth I'm sorry if I trail off
Music helps me process things whatever I been feeling
Music's such a blessing cuz it's brought me so much healing
Like the other day I told my crush I liked her, I meant it
She told me that she didn't feel the same, but at least I sent it
You got to take some chances
Put it on the line
Even if they're fruitless, at least you know you tried
The worst feeling in the world is when you coulda shoulda woulda
Cuz then you never know why

Had a hard time falling asleep
Too much in my head, all rhymes and sheep
Roses grow to be picked, hope the next one is me
And I won't be dismissed, well, that's mostly in dreams
Nightmares chased me, I managed to allude pursuit
I'm falling fast, dear God I need a parachute
Your will's not clear, and I just don't know what to do
I feel so lost, like
Where is my super suit?
Those around me stuck in materialism
It's so surprising with all the lyrics I've written
Why can't I pinpoint my own fears?
Sometimes God's will is not clear, I've had no spiritual visions
Why is it random things eat me alive?
I need to stop looking perfect in other people's eyes
But then I started to realize
You think you're the only one broken?
Well, you'd be surprised
Jay made millions, Ye made millions
But I'm done staying in my feelings
I ain't picky with the piece of the pie I've been given
And I'm feeling I was meant for the sky not the ceiling
World offered me a dream, and it was so bland
My bucket hat pristine, looking like Gilligan
I know that this is just how it's supposed to be
I thank God the neighbor girl noticed me