Prophet

Pen to page, a safe space to be ugly, to be real

Try to phrase what life makes so damn hard to feel

It turns to a shallow excuse to be honest

Spin the truth to get used, get a label on this

A big name, pretty face to deepen their pockets

The dream made your heart race, it's what you wanted

To be a prophet, turn a profit

If they don't want your money

You haven't even started

Chin up, you'll be a winner