All I Do – Day 354, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

All I do is rhyme.
All I do is get money while I’m thinking of a line.
All I do is mine another diamond out of soil while I shine.
As bright as every star gleaming from the sky…
Life,
Is simple if we let be as complicated as our mind.
Because,
We already know what’s wrong with us.
We’re either too prideful to admit it,
And,
Keep lying to ourselves knowing it’ll never be enough.
Or,
Allow every scar to define who we are instead of our will to strive until we’re on the cusp,
Of victory well-earned…
But,
For some,
Simple simply means hell on Earth.
Sitting down with their own thoughts rather than useless company hurts,
More than the opportunities they leave stranded on the curb,
How absurd…
Nowadays,
I’m at peace with the pain I know will arise.
Therefore,
All I do is rhyme.
All I do is get money while thinking of a line.
All I do is mind my business knowing peace will suffice,
Any need for more than what I have,
Already,
While I smile at the sky…