Makin It To The Next Day

I keep fallin only to rise
I keep cryin only for God to wipe my eyes
I keep prayin only for a change
I keep goin only for my pores to be my weakness to sweat out this pain
My body says… “Go with the flow”
My mind says… “Aww hell no”
My spirit cries… “Break”
As I constantly think of my last mistake
Why do I have such strong conviction?
Why do I lone for everything I know is missin?
Why do I hope in everything I see?
That maybe this time, this one time it’s not all a daydream
My home was my hedge
My hedge is now my home
You can’t choose the way you feel
You can choose the way you act towards the way you feel
My hedge is my protection in my mind called The Battlefield
Too emotional, unemotional… there all the same
They either drown the body or drought the body
Because neither one can maintain
“I don’t care what people say…only God can judge me”
With confidence society has stated time of many
Bull! Anyone who considers being part of humanity
Has the subconscious insecurity of the curiosity of what the lips of mystery
Have gossiped out of hypocrisy
I am 100% imperfect
Therefore I could be 100% wrong
I’m tired of settling my intelligence for what is 50% right
Because then I’ll always set myself up to be 150% wrong
So I keep fallin only to rise
I keep cryin only for God to wipe my eyes
I keep prayin only for a change
I keep goin only for my pores to be my weakness to sweat out this pain
My body says... “Go with the flow”
My mind says… “Aww hell no”
My spirit cries… “Break”
As I constantly fight to do better the next day.