Rights, stripped down and away
Pride, isn’t as safe as it pretends to be
It’s a shell of disappointment leading to a fall
Everyone, owes, me
Negative balance wherever I walk
Mirror my best friend or so I think in my selfish thoughts
And I wonder if any seasoning remains in my salt
Been praying in private to God, head down, regarding talk, regarding my carefree attitude when I walk
Been praying to be humbled and recover opportunities I may have fumbled.
