Pursuit of potential

Nobody knows,

But my nose
And my pocket

A rocket about to Explode
Playing fuck it

Dicing with death
Till theres one option left
Say goodbye to this
Die, as i chuck it.

Stuck in this 
Troubled Life that i gamble

I'm Juggling knives with no handles

Standing On hot sand, no sandles
Burning the candle at both ends

No friend but this note pad
I'm recesses randall

I only smoke grass though

No teacher could stand all
The heat that i bring to this mantle.

Pieces i plan to 
pick up
When i cease to cease 
giving a fuck
And the beast's had enough 

...Fuck it.

Suck it up n
Go with the flow, 

Under currently
Just need 
Some exposure.

Breathe,
And compose
On This reef that hold
As relief to my soul 
Take controls
Start believing 
it's over.