by enouncing slowly, that people might listen closely.

Never have I ever thought my story would mean something,
that a rhythm I created would not be as jaded and crumpled.
That by enunciating slowly,
that people might listen closely
and stand there to show me
they feel what I'm saying.

Never did I think I'd be swaying
with emotions so intense,
heavily praying
that my words are still making sense.

I'm so quick to be tongue tied,
maybe coz I'm always too fried..
But that's not the point.
I just feel so tried,
I'm ready to blow this joint

But I watched and was shown
my words have already flown.
Time to break down the walls
that I have always kept so tall.

For once I feel like I'm with others.
A part of a group bigger than myself.