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..Soft Focus..
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Faith
IP:
Desperate for a verbal tone or a slight complement
Of hope from you an I to greet achievements
Caught in an internal storm im crying tears of rain
You have eyes yet your blind to see my life of pain
That was once happiness but then flipped situations
Having a son raising a man was an important obligation
You didnt wonna do it, you ran out on your frustrations
Didnt have time to listen, for me you had low payshince
Occupied by the torture of peers and you as my concence
Thoroughly dreaming of me saying hi and your responces
No beliefs that your son is brilliant on a soccer feild
Talent im held bak from i always stop have ta yeild
Allow others to practice my profession into perfection
Declining my dream,love, the only thing i have a pation
Through blood sweat an tears, im declaring myself
A lost child, who harms himself cuz of the loves stealth
To never be seen, a ghost a phantom hiddin away
C'mon dad, have a little faith in ya son someday
Praying that im not naturally a lost birth na'mean
A kid put on the earth whos best friend is a dream
Cant complain, i guess i always get what i desire
Exsept a father wit faith in his young empire
Climbing an struggling yet to be noticed by few
The hills to steap no promises i'll pull through
Dad, take recignition of your sons position
Im'a grave yard, wit dreams burried is a tradition
Termendous amount of torture but i ask of you this
That one day you may promise i will be a son whos missed
A little misguided but i took what was on my dirty plate
All i ask for you dad is you watch over me bring me faith
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