Don't kill

I try

I've tried so many times

It's probably the 1000th time

Maybe I've even lost count

I'm stuck 

I'm stuck in this daily recitation and rehearsal of trying to give life to my dream

Resuscitation probably can't revive this 

My mind is wondering where Glory is wandering 

I'm reeling from something real

And It's killing me

Though I wanna keep the hope alive

I feel like putting a gun to my talent 

And end the madness 

Because they say that insanity is doing the same old thing in repetition

If that's really true, then I'm enjoying the craziness of this competition

I strive! I strive!!

they say hard work pays

Buh I'm wondering why the cheque is coming at a snails pace

Every man enjoys the fruits of their own toil they said

but I'm still in drought season 

Though the prospects are in the hind sight of my blind side

The Lord can open the floodgates of all the avenues to revenues 

From outta something new that I never knew

I'm thinking of putting a gun to my talent and ending the madness

To lay it to rest... in peace 

But the voices in my head won't allow me to live in peace 

"try a little harder", "Just One more time"

Because I'm already addicted

An addiction no detox can flush out

Because the dream won't let me sleep

And the hunger for success keeps me awake

No! I don't wanna feel defeated

There's no job vacancy for quitters anyway 

So I ask myself everyday 

"when will the glory come"

My puny mind can't bear the imagination 

Only God knows... Maybe not today, maybe someday

But I can't say I'll stop trying

I'm stuck! I'm stuck!!

I'm stuck in this daily recitation that better days will seek me while I seek them until we meet at crossroads 

In the end I'm not scared that I'll fail, I'm just terrified I'd regret giving up

So Let me tell the critics and myself 

"don't kill my vim"