Reynard Lewis - Say Whut?

What is love if it's unrestored
Understanding if you disregard
So demanding yet misinformed
Torn between the unknown and unborn
What is life if you don't take risks
What is clutch if you afraid to miss
What is faith if you afraid to slip
Trying to find new balance can cause a shift
Why we take when we don't need
Why we yield but we don't heed
Why build if you don't want to leave
Why try if you don't plan to succeed
And they be like, what, what, what, what, what, what, what
What, what, what, what, what, what
Say whut
How you perceive me at a first glance,
Does first impression mean no second chance
How do I advance
How do I gain the upper hand
Do you read me or you can't relate
Feel the real or do you sense the fake
Drama free or do you hiss with snakes
I'm just checking to see if your head straight
Maintaining or you struggling
Fight back or find peace within
Comfortable with the skin you in
These are just thoughts that often meet the pen
And they be like, what, what, what, what, what, what, what
What, what, what, what, what, what
Say whut
What is fight without no strength of will
What is peace without your wounds healed
When left alone, how do you really feel
Hard times, how does one deal
How often are you listening
Is it hard to take advice from friends
Are you a burden like a mice and man
Can you be trusted or are you trifling
A will to learn or are you hard to teach
Follow trends or continue to preach
Looking for help why are you hard to reach
If it ain't broke, then why not just let it be
And they be like, what, what, what, what, what, what, what
What, what, what, what, what, what
Say whut
I'm simply clever
I form structures like composed lectures
We feed souls until
We need those who perform better
So I'm just trying to suggest here
That I'm still far from my best year
So bless thee who comprehended the message I addressed here
I had my time to listen
Now it's my time to talk on the gift I've enlisted
So picture me five years ago when writing poems was me voicing my opinion like a politician
I don't got time for what's just
I'm Columbine with the clutch
I'm off my A-game, so I only got time to adjust
We simply hopeless here
These Stevie Wonder years
I'm blinded by my own persona, so my personality versatility is what I really fear
I got the tides surging
I got the waves curving
Vacate with Persians just to say I hang with fortune
Y'all will catch that in the morning
And they be like, what, what, what, what, what, what, what
What, what, what, what, what, what
Say whut

Written by:
Reynard Moore

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