Another Look at Me
Clashing against the wind, helplessly prolonging the pain
Fighting to death to salvage admitting defeat once again
Your enemy be your own self, for it's merely state of mind
That's left your body jaded and your hope confined
Shadow boxing will up against the hands of time
Guilty by association in this pantomime
Be consciously aware that foresight can be controlled,
no combustion, heat or flame and you only end up old
Enter into competition with your intent, pour oil on the blaze
Check the parent within yourself, your inner child raise
Let self esteem be the judge when staring in the mirror
Hence, pride will be the essence of your next emerging tear.
