The Track

Running away from this..
dry reality
torn pictures..
that i had of me..
and dry tears on my face
I keep running the track...
but am i gonna win this race?

so lost in this inner debate
tryna grasp my fate
x'out my hate
but reality check and I; Got a date
so i can't put that red dress on
cuz i got my stress on
so i pulled up my Armani suit
I ain't tryna be cute
and i ain't trying get fucked
by reality..
thats just my strategy
to me; its plain tragedy
So i angle and i shoot
strangle the un-trusted words
forever mute
step on my pain with heels
as i salute 

So i keep on running..
no Nike shoes..
got too many issues
too many blues
Still I ain't tryna lose

so close to the finish line
I diminish time
because i know..
when i hit that line.. Imma be fine..
and my light will shine..
so i gotta keep my;
feet running...
along with this..
faith tune I'm humming;
I got..
Toxic blues
walking on pain with no shoes
burning flames on my feet
as i walk i feel in-defeat
with every step my shoulder would crust
but to walk this life i must
looking around me.
its so hard to just... trust
people disappear faster than dust
blinded by lust..
driven by love..
drunk outta hate
Its like;
They cooked, and i ate
bitter.. stiff.. cold..and tough
fate
but i can take it
life made me strong
I can make it
taught me;
If I'm never right.. 
don't mean that I'm forever wrong..
but this road is so long..
struggling to just.. belong
but hold on..
I think i passed that sign twice?
looked behind me saw;
"Advice"
There Is No Finish Line
so i put that down
and got my own sign
"Ain't no finish line, Until I finish mine"
So don't waste your time
so stop running away..
and run towards a better day
that shall remove your stress..
today..