Picture me a legend
Worldwide or in my dreams
Known for the little droplets of tears I hid deep in between the smudges of ink on my paper
Picture me a coward,
The type that runs when they have a kid with a woman
The type that never sees to the welfare of the kids he brought to this world
Naw, I couldn’t picture that.
Naw, I couldn’t ever think of that.
Picture me a good dad,
The type I never had.
The type that teaches you life lessons
The type that tells you about the life obstacles and how to beat those
The type that makes memories with you
So that even when he’s gone ,in your mind’s eye, you will see those!
Picture me in a grave,
With nothing to my name
Just a few pennies and a chain
Because I jumped on a Tidal wave
To make music.
Instead of following my dreams.
A picture I didn’t paint.
A memory that soon fades.
Or picture me, in my grave
Happy with the choices I made in life,
With a few thousands to my name,
A pen and paper in my hand
Hoping that if the journey gets tough again
I will paint another picture.