Instead of backwards manifesting I relearned so many lessons let go of all the stressing air head that’s somehow breathless went from literal to less -ing all the illusions now undressing confessing not a ritual balanced overused aggression society no longer messing no pressure to feel less then racing with other humans but not blinded by their conceptions stop measuring my success with checks for equal blessings we shinning whenever needed in shadows, that’s where I rest-in take chances and believe it what I do, fulfills a need many aspire to be a rose I’m satisfied being a weed.
While You Busy Being Them
