you know its sad that a picture and few words determines my fate,
my profile,my charater, my taste.
i breakaway when given a chance,
cuz i refuse to let anyone take away what i`ve earned like a man
my shadow battled my soul for years
in fear that it might one day never have to follow me again
in sin i`d win but devestate my only brothers keeper to keep my brother from being another cheater.
i catch fevers and seizurs on contact to combat the trouble i took in for nothing
to throw-up something
that maybe wasn`t
who knows who told that of what i am,
nobody stood on a witness stand,
nobody vouched for a missin man,
they all missed me man.
some say its poetry
some says its a voice,
its a opinion, its your choice.
a picture says a thousand word,
everybody seen me but only a thousand heard.
L.O.V.E.
i am no mimic of what u believe to be true
im so real that i appear to be fraud to u.
i have been away and too close to go un noticed by a blind soul,
u can feel my presence in your mind if ya close ya eyes-ill take control.
u feel what i feel when u feel what is real,
you notice fake-and embrace fate if ever it was still.
it if skips thru air like matter-does it matter?,
i`d rather capture its factor and conceal its rapture.
some exibit its actor and activate my hate,
i wait to stray back to its place and face consequences that puts me in loves way.
it s love i speak of like blasphemy in script.
if love is that strong to u,we all whipped.
but my people i dont mind the pain cuz joy will lead, i talk of pure love and thats all we need
