Read "LOOKING DEEP" poem by Jhantu Randall

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Looking back on things I thought I knew

Seeing how a lot of it may never come true

Allowing my own doubts to seep through

Look into the mirror and ask what it is thats holding me back

The answer is, myself

I’m the reason some of the best moments couldn’t last

Convinced theres always a murky territory

Piecing together different moments that are shown before me

Adding the spin to craft a coherent story

Not purely for the love of the art, but for a false sense of glory

Fighting self righteous indignation

Compacted next to the ego spawning the things this combination breeds

Staring at the crowds needing to feed off their energy

Confronting the narcissist that exists behind everything

The pen strokes the pages documenting this sense of insanity

Let me always come back and escape into these pages

The hopes of an idol shown through different stages

This is the epitome of my own salvation 

It’s the only reason I didn’t continue to go back to crowded cages