[Verse 1]
The story teller anecdotal with a feather
Get my quill and sign a letter f**ing fed up
To the point i can't digest think in process
Cortisol causing me stress
Depress i on something negative route
A lesson mourn fail test from desk and life then bounce
Don't ever smoke but to quench it an ounce
Ash in tray slur my speech like i cannot pronounce
All this for what
Some people sharing tales of their successes
Last time i checked it they the ones can't catch a break
Giving life lessons say they inspirational
Is that really your motive or a strategy to pay the bill
I'm sitting here in solitude all day
I'm reading through your letters stoked when they thrown in the fire place
I'm sitting here in solitude all day
Theres a reason got no friends who wanna come here to hang, i told em
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Quiet reflections in my quiet reflections x2
Quiet reflections, quiet reflections
I'm quiet when I'm in reflection
[Verse 2]
Pushing away all the things that pull me their direction
Not a socialite i guess i break modern conventions coz i
Dont extend my self i draw attention
Focus on my centre on my path to independent
Cut off ties did i mention a good bye
Success is selfish so to no one i confide
Thoughts on my mind i hide the intellectual
Property coz probably your a criminal
Profit off my losses charlatans door knocking post sh** on my wall
Like and share this sh** id rather roll it in a ball
Try work out others 'fore you've worked out yourself
Project your insecurities thats why your dreams fell
Through people don't like what you sell
They like what it represents and that is usually the truth
So i sit in solitude just working on myself
If they want you they will find you fortune tells
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[Verse 3]
Got your back up why you offended
If anything i helped your situation feel amended
Your no inspiration if you advertise and tell it
It comes from others who experience your talent in them
Ill give some tips then what is your sk**
Do you have one if you do then does it have appeal
Are you in confidence let me explain that
When sub conscience whispers in your ear what do you say back
Then theres security from judgement
If you believe in your purpose then this is one that should mean nothing
Just keep plugging and never budge
Only keep the people round that sharing in the love
Trust me thats hard its so damn hard when your friendless
And you know you gotta eat but your career is open ended
You want a girl on your arm
But you know you can't waste your time looking if you know she ain't the one
So be it lonely or in solitude you choose
See the better in the worst the win when you lose
Things around you that you thought did amuse throw them away
Im goya with black paint in the booth i told em