Destiny

Usually, I'm better off On my ones Get lost in the sauce Usually, I can shrug off Disrespect, don't want to be soft They poke and prick until you throw the brick Through their glass house I feel mature and naive simultaneously, growing up in this madhouse Am I just growing, up too quickly? I don't know when Enough is enough Am I just going, down a dead-end street? Wondering what is my destiny? Usually, I get lost Rabbit holes, try to run from it all Usually, I feel fine Follow the path, trust in the great divine They poke and prick until you throw the brick Through their glass house I feel mature and naive simultaneously, growing up in this madhouse Am I just growing, up too quickly? I don't know when Enough is enough Am I just going, down a dead-end street? Wondering what is my destiny? motivational era Hey little damaged blue sky Do you really have to rain? I can see in those bruised eyes We are really the same (Ying and Yang) Writing lines of poetry Let's dance away our pain Underneath this healing sun Underneath the walls, we've become If only we could learn to share