

Prompt / Lyrics
[flipping of a page, or a quiet room at night] [Short Poetic Monologue – reflective, 30–45 seconds max] “Some of these pages I almost tore out… Others I wrote and hid beneath bedsheets ’Cause I wasn’t ready to reread them yet.” “But every verse you hear? Every chorus? It came from a page that once held pain, or peace, or a prayer I didn’t know how to speak.” “Keep reading. Not every chapter is heavy. But every one is honest.” ⸻
Tags
rap, trap soul
1:45
No
6/18/2025