Good evening

Overjoyed overwhelmed
Solo dancing over slow jams slow motion
"Proud of yourself"... what a feeling

I wish I rose like a red rose
Upon a fresh and green grass
I could stand my ground
Not ashamed of exposing my exploding colors
Exhaling the smell of a beautiful confidence.
I wish I saw myself as a champion
And I would realize every single scene from the play of my imagination
My imagination actually my vision I wish that I entrusted more
With that fire that faith can make

Sometimes
I smoke and blow my pain
Metaphorically speaking
Through the vain rhymes that I've tried to pen
It actually happens more often than I would ever confess
No need to believe it nor even to hear it
Go and ignore it if you will
So that I won't need to hide anymore my feelings
Feeling so ill on top of a hill
Long staring at the bottom
Scared of the sight
I wouldn't tell a lie
Somebody told me once that I was so bright
And that I was gon' be alright
Wait wait wait... "We gon be alright!"
Words that brought to me so much light
My eyes would've gone blind
Yet instead it inspired my state of mind
It gave me an answer to the question "Who Am I?"
Well now I know now I grow watch me glow before you know Let's go!