Saturdays are Sacred

I fell asleep pressing replay on old memories

I’m trying not to repeat

cause I remember these

mistakes as vividly

as traumas in my childhood

sometimes I wish I was a kid up to no good

rebelling against the rules, enjoying my teenage years

out wild running the neigborhood

but i was focused on writing my truth

cause lightning don’t strike twice in the fountain of youth

i tried to encourage him

like you could do what i do

knowing full well he aint willing to step in my shoes

read the books that i read

or have the pain felt

of realizing in your adulthood

that you gave up capital gains for a belt and some shoes

you jumped out of the stock early

Got in Jet Blue

at 4 dollars

i’m trying not to check cnbc

cause I’ll be wilding on myself if I do

doe or die

the kingdom of heaven is for a chosen few