Jordan - Athletics

Living like animals with no real shame.

Like creatures that exist that God didn’t create.

My body speaks to me and I understand.

It makes me say to it, «your wish is my command.»

Like feeling tired but

wanting to stay awake, or spending money to cover up a mistake.

Like running fast but always taking long breaks.

Just like the feelings that she said she didn’t fake.

I want to see the best version of me.

The me that I know is not my friend at all.

A man can trust himself to spend his life away.

Trust himself to drink 'till there’s a smile on his face.

A drink can trust a man to have another sip.

A man can trust a sip to stop his trembling lips.

Like reading half and never open it again.

Saying I was there when I ain’t ever been.

How I feel about the way God taunts.

The same is the way I give my body what it wants.

I want to see the way I want to see.

I’m all alone.

I’m not my friend at all.

I’m dead to me.

I’m just a body.

Is a man really alive if he can’t control his own life?