Hard Body Harold

I feel every moment when I used to run away I just want to own it, are you gone or here to stay? And I don't want to mess with this, that aura's way too harsh All that ever did was mold my body way to hard My body's way to hard My body falls apart My body's way to hard My mind just calls it art Think I fell out of love with myself I was on the precipice of my genesis, made my mirrors fall on themselves I drew a line inside of my life, said "that's the new way that I behave now" I just want to state facts with no kick back Without jeopardizing my health My mind can't stick to a topic Ain't no way to stop it Verbalize anxieties with tiny tics and voices Mood moves through peaks and valleys Clinch my hands like no I got it Can I offer up myself? Because opportunity's been knocking Not really fair if I go to waste But can you take it if we're face to face? Couldn't turn around too fast made my head hurt Walk the line on the road, little hard on the red dirt Had to fake how I was for a minute in the pictures lately Flex through the pain, how God made me I was blessed with a hard head, God I hate it though Less that I know about myself leaves me better off More trauma that I dump inside of this macintosh Ready set go, told you I want it all If it takes another ten years of this Then I'm all in, and I wont stop till I'm gone Because I feel every moment when I used to run away I just want to own it, are you gone or here to stay? And I don't want to mess with this, that aura's way too harsh All that ever did was mold my body way to hard My body's way to hard My body falls apart My body's way to hard My mind just calls it art My mind just calls it art When I used to draw my heart Take the beat away and all you got's a poet