The Rose That Grew From Concrete.

The last thing on my mind is life being unfair.

Thoughts lingering into existence are still up in the air.

From sorrow to joy, all roles play their part.

But what matters to me, are sent straight from the heart.

When the ego is shed, you have nothing to lose.

Every choice that you make is what timeline you choose.

Between pure love and logic, life will still run its course.

But the pleasures are those that are sent straight from source.

Do I care, do I careless?

Battling fears, to be fearless.

When its all said and done, love the life that you chose.

and always remember, from that concrete you're a growing rose.