Zachary Campos - Visions

The ceiling fan above my head
To the promised land my soul has been lead
With insanity at the forefront of my visions
Slant rhymes ending with word confusion
I can't be unnerved nor shaken
This world is mine for the taking
Motivation
Patience
Vision clear
I don't adhere
To societal norms
I won't conform
I like where this is going
Knowledge is knowing
Calling is music
I can't refuse it
Bravery
Which lately has felt like frailty
But I still get up and try
Brain is fried