On the Run

Im trying to be melo

Calm and level

But my heart wont let me settle

I aim for the medal

My instincts must be special

Or im just clever

Either way im getting better

My destinations heaven

Despite my sins my hearts pure

And mentally im secure

So how much I can endure cant be measured

Because pain brings pleasure

My heart was once severed

Currently its back together

Stronger than it has been ever

No pity needed

But prayers im receiving

If God dont give it to me

I dont need it

Thats too easy

I get my hands greasy

Fast food to custodial cleaning

Fund the pay checks im receiving

Providing me life to keep dreaming

But I dont just dream

I also plot and scheme

To acheive the unseen

To my ambitions I will cling

Untill death catches me