To struggle is to live

And to survive is to struggle

Just an opinion I wrote on the double like espresso

I love to express my expressions

For the sensation of feeling free to excite my wandering third eye

Blind to reality and its casualties

Even though I suffer from life’s jewels

I can't hide the truth of myself behind a veil

Why pre-tell is that I don't know

Have you ever pictured a woman naked just pure flesh?

You tell if you’re strong enough to pass the test.

All this that I’m stating deals with struggling

In some form or fashion.

The everyday dynamics

another day another dollar

intrigues me

Is this the only motivation we posses

as a people to better enhance ourselves

I disagree with this

 it’s so much more we can do

instead of shucking and jiving over