I just keep on rowing, I just keep on pulling, gotta row
Here’s the deal. I’ve been really struggling through most of 2017. Most of my close friends know this. When my father passed away I hit the bottom and I’ve been crawling around and trying to get up ever since.
I just want to make art for the sake of it. I just want to express myself through it. I use it to say my piece. It’s therapy. It allows me a way of coping.
We only have ourselves to blame
I’ve been in love with a woman who has never existed
you still won’t understand
New Orleans, Louisiana
Sometimes I feel like the things that matter most are out of reach
and what I wouldn’t give to find a kindred,
someone else to catch this drift
There’s a special hustle spirit in someone who will endure not only a marathon of spontaneous dance routines, but do so in the early summer humidity of the Big Easy
I get upset when I consider who does not and who really does gets me. It is not a deal breaker, though.
I’m straight struggling
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