One day. I felt. I helped. I loved. I surrendered. But I cleaned. Dirty. But I wasn't still uncleaned. A King. I wanted to grow. I wanted close. I stopped. Lost. But still reaching. Hand knocked away. On my knees. I felt again. It wasn't fun. It's wasn't pretty. Effective. Die hard. Try harder. Hit different. Move different. Checkmate not far. King me hit different. Foreal foreal to a few I'm amazing. Two or three I got a army. 300 was enough. Gorilla strength even falling. Stumbling I find greatness. Love used to confuse me. Anger makes me Confucius. Hulk smash. Politeness like thor. Love and thunder. I fight though broken in half. Cleaning. But I know I'm dirty. I'm a raven a Crow. Not a buzzard. Always dirty but someone saw me only as clean. Hating but I felt Love. A butler. But I move like a Lion. Only a lamb. Yet I don't feel it. Alil bit makes me dangerous. Powerful with a purpose. A mistake with a solution. Tired but still moving. Crawling but standing still. Living but felt dead. Pitch black drops made me alive. Poetic like oxygen. Words like lungs. Opinionated but just Alil bit. Enough. But to a few. But not more to many. Just wanted to be Alil bit. Do Alil. Not more. Not less. Just worthy of something. Somebody. Cuz I wasn't never impossible. I'm just possible. Just existing don't deserve it. But willing when unwilling. Cleaning. Sweeping. I roar. Not everything. Just crave to be somebody instead of nothing. Not Slow. Not fast. Just in the race. I change my intellect. I am no longer a rogue. Just a alpha to few. Fewer wants to listen. Choosing love. When others became blind. Every aspect. Love is love. Hits different. Harder. Yet I ache to try. Alil of something. Not everything. Just Alil bit. I'm good at.