Eternal Poetry (Rap)

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Why can't people change

Why do I live everyday like its the same

Got a project planned and due but I've got no brain

Something or the other interrupts my flow like the rain

The lyrics are written, the beat is ready

I just need to speak and I don't even need to strain

But somehow can't pick myself up and get to the booth

And speak what I have written even if its all sooth

You ever felt lazy, became a procrastinator

But what if its for the thing you love, you become your own hater

I wish I was more active maybe I would have been a skater

Perhaps I wouldn't be so lazy and my work would become greater

The struggle is real, but I'm happy, at least I'm still a creator I'm a maker.