Life....

Life tactics
Remaining drastic

I prep everyday to live fantastic
No earthly bounds
All sudden moves...
I speak my truth
I used to have the blues

Symbolic symbolization
When my book is done you can read where I came from
Who I got this name from....
Where I got this name from
Why no one knew anything but this name that came from.....
Who was my day 1's

Who still present to be my day 1's

The struggle in the darkness
That tried to precede the light that I came from....
been raised on
Got my shape from
There was a whisper in my ear, I now know where it came from

Abba

That whispered in my ear that I  can reform
Get my dream on
and conquer every mountain I dreamt a dream on

From lost to darkness to the crazy I came from
I was raised from
I had to get away from
The streets almost ended my life
But I never forget where i came from

Tried to rule me out
Cool me out
Take my life in your hands so you could push and pull me out

Of my destiny
Writing is a test for me

To inform others that even though the past is the past
The palette was a backdrop to this sky blue
These skies are blue
Given you a moment looking through the eyes of this woman who had the blue's

Has the blues
Systematically trapped in them to
It lives in you
will always live in you
Will go to the throngs of shame just to continue to live in you

But

Im a survivor and the devil is a liar
Im a sign of water and fire
I can only move higher

He gives me desire
To preach and teach my testimony every hour
I will preach my testimony every hour
I will live and not count the hours
We only get one
I will live and breathe the hours

Good, bad or ugly...I will see these hours and raise you one