Pure Reasons

You have within you a violent desire to be more 
To be more than what you are right now
You are unable to shake the feeling away that 
Your future self might blame all it on you 

Not ignored 
It's all love of the game 
Fear of being a failure 
The mountain is you 

Redistribution 
A mountain shouts the existence of a hole 
All the dirt of the mountain
From where it came from 
Taken away 
Displaced 

Do you love yourself because you're ordinary? 

Fear of irrelevance is counterfeit ambition. 
Wanting to be seen 
Not forgotten away 
See me and be 

Modern inspiration is hustle porn. 
Do you know the cost of glory ? 
How will anyone hear me scream 
In a world this loud?
If we are great maybe we deserve to exist. 

In the aha moments of your sweet short life
remember me. 

~ Saint