Goals, Plans, Actions

Someone's Life may be hard, someone's Life may be harder.  We all have our problems, we just learn how to solve them.  A baby may be born by the choice of his mother, to grow and be a man is that of his father.

My mother had told me our Lives are of our own choosing.  We make the bed we want, in the end we must lay in it.  I just pray to God that I see old age in it.  Preferably with a wife and see some grandchildren.  Preferably in Life that I speak all greatness in it.

I just don't want to die on unaccomplised feet.  I wish not to hold my pride if it equals to my defeat.  Bury my senses so I can hear the words that my soul speaks.  Universe, God, help me reach my own peak.

If it equates out to nothing, fuck it.  I tried my best better than most that's been working.  I tried my best knowing I was putting that work in.  I tried my best feeling like my plan was finally working.

I did actions today, maybe make some mistakes tomorrow.  I did all this so I wouldn't lead a Life full of sorrow.  What brings pain today could bring pleasure when it's over.  I just keep strong and stand tall like I'm a solider.

A boulder might stand in my path.  I can't wait soo it can feel my wrath, test my limits knowing I destroyed that.  I get older, knowing that I must get wiser knowing "This Life is not just for you it's for us"  Mother Nature birthed us, so in God we can trust.

Love, lust, pain, greed, they all work hand and hand teaching us so we can see the finer things in this Life.  Maybe tonight I won't have to work soo hard.  Maybe tonight my Life won't have to be soo harsh.  I just hope I have the strength to make it.  Making one thing become a new, a burning down my own figurative tree and a noose.

My name isn't Kendrick Lamar or Shawn Carter.  My name isn't Marshall Mathers or Curtis Jackson.  My name is Joseph Markes and best believe I'm going to make it happen.  If it isn't in producing then fuck it I'm a start rapping.  Playing my guitar made me see that this was actual.  If Life has taught me a lesson it's that we're immaculate.  Now the facts are in.

What's factual is, Life is what you make it, we all make our beds but in the end we must lay in it.