still home

I'm still at home
Sweatpants on
Chilling at the crib
It's like day 96
Going on 6000
From the room trying to push a mountain
You would think it subsides
But the pressure mounted
Four chops it is what it is
I'm still at home
Still alone in this cold bed
Two soft cushions under my head
Cellphone light in my face
On the other side of the screen is a warm embrace
Bitter sweet
The distance takes a heap
But we see it through
Feelings are resolute
And the pudding is for the proof

No celebrations yet
We got more to do
The mission set
We still on the search for truth
And I'm still at home



Credits
Writer(s): Onke Mazaleni
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