Convo with self...

Comin through conversations with self... I better me for a better me is needing to be felt... Feeling the weight of thought thinking about the presence of what kills thy mood... Free in other ways that makes me complete as my mindsets woo's... Who knew, in luv with life's chance to be able to relate to u... I talk to the rattling in my head that has a lil tink to the clank of sound... Comin through as a beat lined up simultaneously with the vibes that thump me into a weave of expressions said out loud... Holding back only to protect the past from ever stepping up for a repeat offender... Emotion doesn't go that deep unless u know me n I don't even know myself that will as to defend words as a pretender... I agree with me when sides find themselves backing away in the eventual dismissal of dreams... Comin through to learn a thing or two as self believes in wants that outweighs needs... One day at a time will demonstrate the only guarantee that I'm right with me so that u to can see me... Feelin the inner makings of becoming truly free...