Hung up my cleats near boxing gloves
Life off my feet could never be enough
My shins exposed like table legs, not unreceptive, just acting tough
I've heard my name and all it entails, but try to hold it up to modern cultured scales
It's clear that roles reverse, and, now, proof's my burden as a nail file prepping a tyrannic world
The notion of love is what kept you in my head
The notion of home is what kept us in the same bed
This doesnít feel like home
How frivolous to compete for upper hands
You're not empowered to govern circumstance
But these even planes that self-sustain just seem so un-attainable
Conditioning, hoping to earn the will to wait...
Setting my own example- Cycling my steps ample times. Repeat. Repeat insanity
Setting your own example
Handling regret to know the pen just needed scribbling and is only rendered useless in the
Moment that you concede
Separate all the pigeons from the doves
Digging holes, throwing anything but rice
Climb, Zacchaeus, far from the earth
Observe, not to be stuffed inside
We're false exocentrics, just building a habit
Our hopes only hold to the way we would have it
I forfeit all control. I know ownership's a joke
But still (reciprocal) servanthood, I yearn
No one to hold me to my will
Nothing to hold me to my will
If you can ask me to, I will
No one to hold me to my will