I look at all that surrounds constantly seekin the beauty in the hideous. The world is vision impaired would'nt know a triangle from a square even if they stared. Some live in fear, other boast false pride to hide their weakness that hides behind their eyes. I don't look up to the sky; Im eye level with the universe. My blessing is my curse. If I abuse or don't use I might as pick my casket and choose designs for my hurst. Its a proven fact that in this world your gonna get hurt. But its all about shakin the dust off your pants after you done fell in the dirt. And then run for what your worth because if you give them a chance they will shoot you where you stand.......claiming your an animal not a man.
