Note to a Bigger Self

Advice for myself.

I have a heart and a brain for a reason
Not to be tested, born to be ignored
It's there for a reason
It's there for what it is, nothing more

I'm not religious, but fake prophecy upsets me
Can't stop thinking about how it all could be
My body is meaningless, but my time with it counts
And if I waste anymore of it, all it will represent is
Restless bouts within my hungry shouts
Too proud to beg, too stubborn to pout
It's on me boy, gotta taste that sweetness like Chips-Ahoy
Gotta rub it in when it falls down
Gotta run it up when it costs more
Gotta represent me when I walk through the door
It's on me, I told him from the heart
Whether I'm together, or apart