New Day

its a new day i've gotta make a million today

and either way they gon hate so never mind what they say

i look in the mirror to move past the passe

i work to turn fear into yesterday

my ambition is pitiless

bottomless, hideous

if happiness can exist only in acceptance

please accept the fact im happiest in independence

please accept me and my introspection

please accept my need for more than just reflection

an outward projection of my innermost imperfections

self-expression leading to self-correction

i'm here, now, the clouds have all lifted

some soul food for the unrepressed and the afflicted

its like my whole mindset has shifted

imagine evidence more twisted, its vivid and unrestricted

unscripted, i can't tell whether im committed or addicted



the people want eden but these leaders won't lead'em

the newsfeeds feed'em but the legions need freedom

i am nothing and should be everything

i hope that one day ill settle for many things

africaageblack african americanlyric

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