Gravity

<br>I feel a weight thats pulling me down,<br><br>But my reflex is to try to break out,<br><br>Nature gives fight or flight syndrome,<br><br>But my feet stay on the ground thats how Ive grown,<br><br>Bred to resist the gravity of anything thats fucking with me,<br><br>Survivalist instincts through my veins are pounding,<br><br>Transfused at birth by my urban surroundings.<br><br><br><br><br><br>Gravity wont allow me to fly,<br><br>It pulls me down, the pain, I wont cry,<br><br>Resistance and drive fueled by hunger,<br><br>What doesnt kill me makes me stronger.<br><br><br><br><br><br>I just cant let shit get to me,<br><br>Got to reflect back on what pop taught me,<br><br>To be your own man no matter what,<br><br>To never back down, and follow your gut,<br><br>Instinct, something he said that Id know,<br><br>Something that Id carry wherever I go,<br><br>He told me someday Id have to fight to be free,<br><br>And resist the weight of gravity.<br><br><br><br><br><br>Calloused hands wipe away tears,<br><br>Of the pain of a man broken by years,<br><br>A silent shot that nobody hears,<br><br>A smoking gun of our own fears,<br><br>My father worked all his life and for what,<br><br>Day in, day out, caught in a rut,<br><br>The pain of apathy, razor-sharp cutting,<br><br>But Ill make sure he doesnt die for nothing.