More-ish

Escape-ish, is still my same vibe

If I made a wish I'd probably ask to waive time

For a chance to take risks, and aim high

I've been playing with my goddamn will just to take life

By the hilt, find my quill, writing as if time stood still

To make it real, same appeal, lighting striking in my field

The limelight sealed, life distilled, hide it in my highlight reel

I still do wonder how I feel I want to chill but want a mil

Chasing after all my ambitions I hope to grab a goal

Maybe grafting through these conditions will make it tangible

Praying hoping this expedition is not a rabbit hole

Every journey really we spend it and end up back at home