Meteor

There’s no going back, I pull the gun from my temple relaxed
I put it down, as the sound of the cymbal refracts
I made a decision to change the way that I’m living
Pushing forth a new vision re-updating the system
If God is real, he isn’t good or evil
He simply created the universe and all its people
Given my position in this time and space in place
In comparison to stars and galaxies my worth erased
So it looks like I’ll have to determine purpose for myself
Determine what excites me and what’s worth it for myself
I’m learning that destruction and loss are apart of life
My time will come, so there’s no rush in ending it right?
I’ll be adaptable while still remembering how to love
Friendship is the ultimate bond, I choose that above
Premarital institutions forcing unnecessary conclusions
I don’t need to have sex for any emotional resolution
Being greedy for other people to satiate your lust
Is the easiest way to break countless years of trust
I’d rather be friends, if lust plays a part, exclusivity is something
My generation doesn’t understand from the start
So spare me all the heartbreak, got enough that I could lose
As for my own destiny, it seems that I would choose
To live for myself, before I live for others
Grind for myself, grind for my family my brothers
And help people out as I can along the way
Never look back from decisions now that I make
And the rest of my fate is to keep each promise I make
Focus on success and continue to forge away
At making the best of time, that I have left on Earth
Spreading all my message through written and spoken word
I know it might sound absurd, but even when I feel lonely
I know that there’s other people who understand where I’m going
I write this for anybody who’s having the astral blues
Questioning their life, their losses, their point of views
I write this for the loners who sit at the front of the bus
I write this for the homeless who don’t feel like one of us
I write this for my family to let them know that I miss them
That even though we’re distant the planet aligns our vision
I write this for the lovers who suffer from broken hearts
I write this for suicide survivors with mental scars
I write this for anybody who’s having the astral blues
Questioning their life, their losses, their point of views
I write this for the loners who sit at the front of the bus
I write this for the homeless who don’t feel like one of us
I write this for my family to let them know that I miss them
That even though we’re distant the planet aligns our vision
I write this for the lovers who suffer from broken hearts
I write this for suicide survivors with mental scars