Lifes Builders Dont Smile

Great sensitivity only used to find the next available space hiding from or dodging the pressure, embarking on a fearful race Just to avoid the necessary, clenching its fist to the face But gradually, it’ll catch up the pace And begin puncturing like the perforation of a lace. every obstacle avoided germinates a mole Starting like scratches, the deficit will be a large hole So much running is inevitably creating an ulcerous sole No growth or maturity, only tossed by insecurity from pole to pole And allowing consequences seat on the throne to play a devastating role