Feeling great, feeling good, feeling awesome

Laying and waiting like 

A living opossum

Some poems 

I write and don’t share 

That’s awesome 

Learning how to set boundaries with my pen 

But I’m not to proud to admit that I too have sinned

I’m just tryna figure out why I do it time after time 

Again 

I’ve been made perfect in his image tho amen 

If you don’t like me 

Search from within 

Cus I’ve been making an impact 

I’m talking violent collision 

Still tryna figure out of this path was my decision 

Can’t decide 

If I can buckle up during this ride 

I don’t deserve any of this 

Praying I don’t loose it because of too much pride 

But is it better to have lost it then to hide