My mind was an unripened plum
Fertilized by violence, grown in the slums
My pulse was a muted drum
Absorbed by the pavement, heard by none
But my heart was a forest green
Sustained by the rivers that I chase in my dreams
I run through the fields dressed in white
Unstained by the poison that leaks from my mind
My legs were tethered and bound
Set free by the pieces of wisdom I found
My skin grew calloused and rough
Built up by the voices that said I wasn’t enough
But my heart is a forest green
Sustained by the rivers that I chase in my dreams
I run through the fields dressed in white
Unstained by the poison that leaks from my mind
Keep going
Keep going
Keep going
Keep going
Keep going
Keep going
My heart is a forest green
Sustained by the rivers that I chase in my dreams
I run through the fields dressed in white
Unstained by the poison that leaks from my mind
