inside jamari fox
inside jamari fox - taking you real deep
i want you to try something with me foxhole.
close your eyes.
wait!
actually don’t.
you have to read what i have to say.
okay try this.
think about a vast open plain in the middle of nowhere.
like a desert or a highway.
hell florida.
now imagine…
a bus stop being there in the middle of it.
there is nothing close for miles,
but you happen to live close of the bus stop.
every day,
you go and sit at that bus stop.
now the buses come from 8am to 8pm.
the thing is,
you are waiting for “him” to drive up.
see,
this person drives a bus.
now it could be a “him” or a “her”.
whatever you choose.
i won’t judge.
just imagine every day sitting at this bus stop,
waiting patiently,
for the chance to get on the bus to whoever has stolen your heart.
many buses have passed by.
you have told them all to go.
other drivers are behind the wheel.
better ones.
better looking ones.
nope.
you are waiting for this one particular driver.
the problem is you don’t know when they will come back around again.
you have been waiting and waiting,
but nothing.
now you are obsessed.
this is why you keep waiting.
wishing.
hoping.
planning.
you just want to see them again,
but then what?
now i want you to think about that person you want.
again,
“him” or “her”.
unlike the bus,
you’re waiting for them to take you seriously.
so many others are passing you by,
but you are holding out hope that they will finally show up.
foxhole,
it may never happen.
you can keep waiting for years,
but that “driver” might be long gone.
God put that in my heart for my own struggle,
but you also needed to read that as well.
it doesn’t have to be “a person” either.
whatever you are currently waiting patiently to happen.
it’s making you sad and causing you a lot of stress.
i think it’s time to catch another bus.
