Paper Dreams

Pen sharp, cut through the fog like a blade,

Ink spill, thoughts drip, every word gets laid.

City lights flicker, streets talk in code,

Concrete whispers where the lost souls strode.

Paper dreams, fold 'em, watch 'em take flight,

Turned my struggle to a canvas, painted my fight.

Echoes of the grind hum loud in the night,

Truth in the shadows, brought it all to the light.

Pockets had lint, now the gold got a gleam,

Built an empire from the cracks in the seams.

Tides shift quick, life's a crooked stream,

Chasing the bag, but it's more than it seems.

Fingers on the pulse, feel the heartbeat skip,

World on my shoulders, got the firmest grip.

Dreams of a crown, but the throne ain't legit,

Stay true to the roots, let the phonies trip.

Paper dreams, fold 'em, watch 'em take flight,

Turned my struggle to a canvas, painted my fight.

Echoes of the grind hum loud in the night,

Truth in the shadows, brought it all to the light.

From the block to the stage, path paved in sweat,

Scars on my psyche, but no regrets yet.

Echo chambers loud, but I move in stealth,

Wealth ain't the goal, it's the knowledge of self.