Truth Poem by Black Consciousness Poetry BCP

I do my best just to get your attention
Hoping that my effort is realized and that you'll be my pension
And if I may mention you epitomize the relief to my tension
You got me feelin high like I could touch the sky and realize all these dreams of mine
Your so shy but there's always a gleam in your eye that gives me shivers
Should this be my last rhyme before my demise and I wither away into the wind
Know that I felt closer to you than my own skin

But the world still spins and I'm still in
Doing my best to win and not fit in
Since time is no mans friend
Im steady chasin chasin tryna beat the clock racin
just to be 1st placin
That's my main concern
Your love is what adds fuel to that fire and makes it burn
I do my best to learn from all these exchanges behind me
In those harsh times they remind me why I got threw it
These words come out my two lips
Just so they can blossom in you like tulips
Nothing to get confused with



Young.

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