Honesty

Sometimes I wonder why I do this
Like why I keep writing this music
Who gonna listen to it
Is there really a purpose to anything I'm doing
Like do I conjure influence or am I being foolish
I tell myself it's for myself but that's protection
I tell myself I don't need support to ease the tension
It was never about fame, I don't need to be mentioned
But with most art forms there's hope for acceptance
It starts tugging at your confidence
Questioning the art form you start criticizing it
Should you let the dream go or should you keep fighting it
Writing deep emotions on paper like a psychiatrist
Only for all your hard work to fade in the wind
Only to get one or two plays from your friends
Only to hear you hot man you should be in
Repeating the same cycle but when does it end

Write a verse down and erase it
Do I love it or hate it
Modify and I change it
It's crazy just scrambling words to make a statement
In the studio where I'm just another name and a payment
Do you respect what I'm showing you
Making myself vulnerable speaking bout what I'm going through
Revealing all the kinks in my armor, it's uncomfortable
This music got me fighting my demons right in front of you
Sometimes I question if I deserve it
Maybe this is just release for nights that I'm hurting
I'm still tryna make the shot though the form isn't perfect
But to inspire one mind it all be worth it
Maybe it's for the trials and the tribulations
Maybe it's for the hard work and dedication
Maybe it's bout the journey, not the destination
Or maybe, It's for my love of being creative