I never thought I’d make it here so why can’t I just foster patience

Oscillation from the love and angst yet I’m complacent

Good things come to those who wait so fuck it ima stick to waitin

Nurture shit I can control but only those that feed my soul

Nurturance of any hope now roads are hard to reap and sow

Lettin go is something that I need to learn to gather blessings

Headin home I fuckin pleaded to be sat in this position

Hold me close just please don’t leave me in the hopeless prison

Is this love or manifesting passions that my soul abusеd

Stuck and handed every fabric of thе golden truth

Flooded vantage with magic I know not to use…

Or don’t know how to use to begin with…