Writing Pages…

I’m writing pages to a book that I shouldn’t release
But to keep it bottled in is a disservice to me
Perfection is a suit I’ve never purchased for me
I just want the feeling of freedom in a moment to breathe

Exhaling the bull, I prepare to take charge
Living in a rush, like I could ever lap God
Tense because the world has given me a new guard
Love that I survived cause black life is real hard

I’m writing pages to a book that I shouldn’t release
I’m going to do some things many wouldn’t believe
Help or Hurt? Yes, and a change you may see
Maybe the pages won’t publish, but I can not delete

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