"Keep trying" by Justin-ray Stoffels

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Keep trying

I remember seeing myself as that kid in that league
straight out of school finish studies, than go overseas
but I didn't go to college because my momma couldn't pay the fees
stress made her sick, saw her cough heard her sneeze
praying for a healthier life we go to church on our knees
doors still won’t open pastor can’t tell us where are the keys
but I won’t give up letting dreams become memories
I want to change for the better, never try to smoke them trees
all I want to do is win and when I lose I won’t freeze
life is ugly always feels like I'm up against a beast
but I keep up the fight kill the beast have a feast

S o I'm going to keep trying, never tell myself to let it all go
because life is a test push through even when it rains when it snows
everything takes time that's what I tell myself when its going too slow
I'm going to plant my seeds today and make my flowers grow

It doesn't help when I look at other people funny
what they do, what they eat how’s their money
it doesn't mean their life is perfect because it looks sunny
believe in myself and see how I want to be living
making plans when I'm lying on my bed looking at the ceiling
yeah it feels good when I'm sitting there silly daydreaming
but I'm going to make that dream come true it ain't just feeling
letting dreams go is a killing so don't let them die
even when you’ve got kids and are married to the wrong guy
it’s my time on earth so when I fall I try to fly
you can’t see the light when your head ain't in the sky

S o I'm going to keep trying, never tell myself to let it all go
because life is a test push through even when it rains when it snows
everything takes time that's what I tell myself when it’s going too slow
I'm going to plant my seeds today and make my flowers grow

Dreams are real so I ain't going to let mine grow mould
it’s showing me where to dig till I find my shiny gold
winter ain't there just to make me sick make me cold
a little cold in my bones letting me feel pain make me bold
the end is a mystery but it’s up to me to make it unfold
why go to a fortune teller when in my dreams my future's told
so I encourage myself to take that pen and paper
because it’s going to be too late to do it much later
I’m not saying it’s a sin to be a cleaner or a waiter
as long as I'm that cleaner or a waiter
grabbing a pen and paper and thinking about much later
dream, plan and take that first step to become something greater

So I'm going to keep trying, never tell myself to let it all go
because life is a test push through even when it rains when it snows
everything takes time that's what I tell myself when its going too slow
I'm going to plant my seeds today and make my flowers grow    

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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