Just strolling through my notebook and found this piece. I don’t remember when I wrote it but I kinda like it. So I decided to share it. Hope you like it. Follow this blog for more by yours truly.
What’s Next?
The question that goes through my mind each day
What’s next for K. Exum
One year has passed
And I’m still not the best
Life has left me depressed
Man I can’t get any rest
Just wondering what’s next
What’s the next step
Do I go right or left
Everyone around me wants to see me fail
When am I going to prevail
I just want to excel
I just dropped two books and not a single sale
I’m starting to weigh out my options
People walk across that stage each year for a degree
Will I get anywhere with my poetry
If I go to college it doesn’t guarantee that I’m going to have fans all of a sudden
I mean what’s a writer without fans
Just another human with a pen and a paper
I don’t understand why should I listen to this faker
One moment they tell me never give up
And always trust your gut
Then the next moment they are telling me to wait
I mean I can go in on the wait part three
But I’m trying to be much more
I need to learn to ignore
If I stop now how do I know I will have the same spark in 4 years
I know what it feels like to quit
Last time I quit I lost my spirit
Part of me want to be the best the other half just want to count them digits
My lyrics keep me lifted
Life can change all I know is I want to make history
I’m just tired of the fakery
If you like me then stay
If you hate me then get away
So what’s next
I would say college
But I hated school since birth
I use to think it was the others around me but now I know its me
I really hate doing work for no profit
I can go to college
Come back and work at mcdonalds because I missed so many opportunities
Then I will become displeased
Life goes past in a breeze
A lot can change I just know I got to feed my grieve
What’s Next?
