I have many friends Yet I am most lonely I have some followers Yet I am no one’s leader I am surrounding by many Yet I am deeply empty inside Many people looking up to me Yet I have no one to look up to.
Microwave, drive-thru, social media, all seem fast.
Yet Mama said ‘the best is in God’s time’
Don’t live by what you see
Your sun set before the dew of the dawn. And your midday dark as dusk felt like 9:11
I only compete with my future because it challenges and scares me every-time
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