I'm doing this for the pleasure of experimentation
What lies ahead? Not sure I'm in the present moment
Those who know me often act surprised for two things
First, I couldn't imagine you'd be in such a field
Two, what? You don't know what you're doing
I don't have a plan
This time I'm choosing to be real rather than to pretend and act like a fool when things go out of hands
What about my voice? It's in the works
Where do I stand? I'm still running laps so how would I know
Is anything certain, certainly there is a message I want to share with you and I'm doing this through music, through videos, through writings and through the tales I have yet to tell
I refuse to be consumed by calcultations, by your expectations, as it happened in the past resulting in missing chances
I'm absorbed by the craft, I lose my sleep over it, once I'm in the zone the whole world could end and I wouldn't know it
And I admire this but at the same time I'm scared
Am I being too square with my circle? Am I giving them enough time or am I being too selfish
Is it true? That I'm doing this for them, will throwing gifts their way make up for the time I wasn't around
Or, do I have to admit this, that I love this, that it feels like, the deeper I get in the more it pulls me in
Keep coming back for more like I have no pride, despite the rejections, despite the silences, despite the low chances
I'm making an exception so you know that you're special to my eyes your ex-rivals will tell you
Exploration, it's innate. Excited by risk to the risk of scaring away potential mates
Expectations, I don't have many. Am I destined for success and fame? I'm almost embarrassed to say that it doesn't matter to me
What does is to do a good job, to perfect the craft and to gift you an experience
What does is to live it, to the fullest, this moment
Merging music with philosophy, that's weird
It's all experimental for now
What I do isn't seamless, won't happen in an instant
Sorry friends, if I turned out to be a disappointment
I'm thinking long-term, a change for the youngster I was once was
Chasing results compromise results, your gift to the world
What's he doing? Drawing, singing, he must be still dreaming
At his age, is he not in the real world
I can see it in your eyes you don't need to say it outloud
It's hard for you to believe because you rarely give it a try
And the rare times you do, you give up too soon
It's true, I can be up in the air at times
It's just that, your conventional paths don't suit my style
The system's definitely not engineered for your wellbeing
That's not a reason for you not to learn
So stop making a fuss and take a look at yourself
Whenever I hit rock bottom, I pleaded guilty
Seems like, integrity is a fantasy to this world
Seems like, faith is a mystery to this world
Seems like, miracles are for the naive in this world
You make your choices I make mine
The reality we're in is pretty much up to us
To change it, you have to own it first
I'm doing my thing, I'm following my rhythm, I'm living to the beat of my own drum
If I don't get what I envisioned, it means I haven't put as much work I should've put in
Not that I'm unlucky, that some force is against me, as many like to believe
For me to get there, who I am as a person must match with the destination
I chose this, so I'm seeing it till the end
An oddball from the start, a black sheep among the crowd, I never could fit in so I found shelter out of the box
Felt weird for being me while at the same time building my resolve
I've always pondered, how would the ideal man behave? I'm still on this quest and I promise you I won't stop until I perfect every single one of my attempts
The journey begins
People see you smile, and instantly assume you're being naive and delusional
But the thing is, the brighter your smile is, and the more you can smile, the more you've been through and not only that, the more you've conquered
That's something not many will get
Don't lose it