[Hook] "Was I born to be a poet? If I was I didn't know it When I write it's such a skirmish I speak freely but it makes me nervous [Verse] It always comes out a cliche Lips, my tongue, spoken delays My glass mind is on a frail line I'm breaking it down just sliding by I can't go down my memory's lane I have a good life, one that I can't taint Yet I spew words from my broken lungs Air flowing but I'm losing some I have a feeling I can't keep holding on Even so I keep on moving on, Stay back I'm calling it off Take a couple shots to numb the senses It's the only way to build up the fences Who am I to fight the reality? I just can't stand my own mentality [Hook] Was I born to be a poet? Was I meant to be important? If this life has taught me something, It's that I will never know it [Verse] If you come inside my mind I'm sorry about the weather My head's brainstorming I forgot to build a shelter Clouds cloud my judgement Rain produces tears Lightning strikes the match that burns into fears Earthquakes shake me up Hurricanes are pain Twisters twist me up until I go insane This storm it fucks me up and leaves me drained Arising from the muck I push through the pain I walk amongst the path to a light unseen, I come to find another that is just like me The one who lifts me up The one who calls my name She takes away all the pain [Hook] Was I born to be a poet? If I was, I have to show it In this life all I know is If I don't, I can't overcome this."
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