If we work hard
we will b rewarded
but first we gota get this sorted
i will not abort this
miles away from me
woundering if we could be
let your soul see me
threw these letters
this will get better
n time like fine wine try 2 feel me
like the sand on your feet @ the beach
or that dream u reached
out & gab
let my spirit pick u up like a cab
& take u where u wanna go
u should know
i have faith n our endless posibilties
