Aligned Against the Grain

Yo. I went against the grain with a map they couldn't read.

Underdog optics, but the blueprint's in the deeds. They saw cracks in the armor,

I saw leverage in the pain. Every loss became a language, every scar left

a name. I was studying collapse while they chased applause. Learning cause and

effect from the weight of the cause. Built patience from pressure,

made diamonds from doubt. Kept quiet, let the structure speak loud when

it sprout. I don't rush for acceptance, I ordered the room.

Clocked the pattern, the cycles, the rise and the doom. I've been starving