7 Saturdays
Hey
Namaste
How's your day?
Man, what can I say?
I guess that I've been hibernating
Some would say incubating
Kinda reevaluating
My current stasis
My day to day feel like a day at the races
But I've grown way too complacent with spectatin'
Had to find somethin engagin'
That's how I went from
In a span of seven Saturdays
Been a lot of changes as of late
Had me considering going straight
'Til I found out how to concentrate
My misplaced rage
You could say
It was time to turn the page
Maybe you can relate
To some of these sensations
Man
Something about creating
Can be so satiating
Join me in my exploration
Of my favorite temptation
Turning mindless contemplation
And observations into articulation
Within my habitation
In this current iteration of
Western civilization
Keep in mind
No one gets choose their placement
So please
Have some patience
As I give coherency
To my brain's fragmentation
A result of this Instant gratification generation
Filled with desperation for non-stop stimulation
One of these days I'll tame it
Till then I calibrate my aimin'
For complete attainment
Of my dreams and aspirations
Namaste
How's your day?
Man, what can I say?
I guess that I've been hibernating
Some would say incubating
Kinda reevaluating
My current stasis
My day to day feel like a day at the races
But I've grown way too complacent with spectatin'
Had to find somethin engagin'
That's how I went from
In a span of seven Saturdays
Been a lot of changes as of late
Had me considering going straight
'Til I found out how to concentrate
My misplaced rage
You could say
It was time to turn the page
Maybe you can relate
To some of these sensations
Man
Something about creating
Can be so satiating
Join me in my exploration
Of my favorite temptation
Turning mindless contemplation
And observations into articulation
Within my habitation
In this current iteration of
Western civilization
Keep in mind
No one gets choose their placement
So please
Have some patience
As I give coherency
To my brain's fragmentation
A result of this Instant gratification generation
Filled with desperation for non-stop stimulation
One of these days I'll tame it
Till then I calibrate my aimin'
For complete attainment
Of my dreams and aspirations
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