I still fall on my face some times
And I can’t colour inside the lines
Cause I’m perfectly incomplete
I’m still working on my masterpiece
And I, I wanna hang with the greats
Got a way to go, but its worth the wait
No, you haven’t seen the best of me
I’m still working on my masterpiece.
Strong lyrics- I can relate to so much right now..
Added to the playlist of my WIP
This song has become to be on my playlist of my current WIP.
Kendall has suffered a violent attack
and is left facially scarred and is mental wreaked.
But you have to triumph, and dream on,
so they don’t win.
Words in Kendall’s journal.
Your a friend, a confidant
some one to trust that is what you tell me.
Then why do I have wounds on
my back from a sharp knife
you hold in your hands.
There is no where to hide, who is
gonna care is evident with this situation.
You have moved the first piece of the game
I am tougher then you think.
You had missed noticing the scars
that had been there already
from others before.
Friend or Foe
how that changes when your knife
is sticking in your own back
blood dipping on the floor..
My hands are clean.
Those before me, have gotten tried of
your game, they won’t take the shit anymore.
Kimber Michaela 2017
This is fictional, no knife has been stabbed
but the intense meaning, and I feel like the scars are real.
The phrase let it roll off your back, enough moments
happen it no longer can.
It now seems to be the normal, sadly I
don’t have a knife in my hands. I still
care is it smart and stupid, I guess we will see.
What I left is nothing like
what I’ve come back to.
Once there was peace and happiness,
now is chaos fueled by the flames of hatred.
Consuming everything in its path.
The battle from faraway has now
been laid at my feet.
I swear by the moon in the sky.
I will not let It win or I
will die trying.
As I stand on my loyal companion and friend.
Let the battle begin.
Kimber Michaela 2018