kdontop6995 :
move slow, but the growth stay heavy,
Every scar that I earned made my soul stay ready.Used to dream on the curb, now I write with intent,Turn my pain to a verse, let the struggle pay rent.World move fast, but I keep my pace,Gotta guard my peace like it’s home base.No flash, no chains, no showtime lights,Just a notepad heart and some long cold nights.I been lost, I been broke, I been low,Still I plant them seeds where the rain don’t go.They don’t see the roots, just the bloom in the spring,But I built this crown with invisible strings. I’m a slow burn, don’t rush my flame,Every setback just carved my name.Take your time, don’t fold, don’t fade,Real ones shine when the world throws shade.
2026-01-04 10:21:09