Branded

No limitations you just have expectations that need the best opinions to be reality I want a yacht but a yacht can't come without the necessary follow up I was once a boy who thought you could go anywhere to get whatever you want and for a reason that thought still echoes letting me know I'm not average I don't deserve to settle for less I look out everyday fearing I don't meet up to expectations the fear grows everyday the anxiety gives me chills but deep down I still get that chant and I believe it's not the end but the beginning of who I'm really meant to be imagination is the birthplace of reality boardings is mental stress your anticipation fades it shrinks cause your reality doesn't align most gives narrative and a conclusion this is what I call mental stress your mind needs you to think of the best solution the best solution needs actions actions need consistency consistency builds discipline and that's the constant of success this can't be hindered I was a child who needed the truth who needed a picture to reality but I carved a cave I bent a bow I dragged the pen it seemed like I was the one who never walked the life I lived hunted my identity it touched every thought it concluded it spoke like it owned me I was subdued and denied the right to express my ability the identity had already spoken my voice was secondary the book already narrated I played along but it was a no player game it was reality taking place and no erasers every decision had anticipation locked in but reality said otherwise cause we have power to decisions but reality brought in emotions clashing when future is planned factors flagged dreams seem more like illusions you being tamed accepting it but not embracing it your true identity screaming for recognition but reality was the top player.