hey Jorah
can you tell me what I should do
If you show me I’d be everything anew
I feel a legacy of doom
As I sit here in my room
When I peer upon your toes
Your feet walk towards my nose
And I smell your fresh cologne
You lift me out of feeling alone
Would it have tasted right?
All this rage and might
In a world, we bargain health
And disconnected is our wealth
So much for the beauty dealt—
Depressed, accept, you felt
But isn’t time just gone?
The signature redrawn.
And the beats just rhythm on.
Up at night, flashbacks at dawn.
But hey Jorah…
Please tell my why I’m wrong
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