Desperate times call for desperate measures
In those instances I find I’m the most clever
I’ve been delayed, but not gone
Paused writing poems to turn some into songs

People say one thing, when reality is the opposite
Claiming I’ve given up, you know that’s not legitimate
When they doubt me, I grow stronger in my mind
They say I haven’t written once, yet I have hundreds of rhymes

Judging by what you see lacks meaning
Can’t piece together a masterpiece without knowing the whole story
New ideas have arisen to deliver more messages
The question is will you be ready when I deliver them?

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