If only you knew the real me,
and the reason I love to write,
it helps me release my mind freely,
writing just helps me see clearly.
It is the only thing that does not judge, but when I was trialed,
people defiantly seen me as a thug. I am just a kid that is reaching out for a hug, All this kid has ever had were tears and drugs. I'm really not trying to sound all depressed, but now that I'm not in jail, to be honest I'm really I'mpressed.
I know right now that I am truly blessed, with the mind of of a kid that grew up in a mess.
I have my reasons I don't hold my head high,
if you really knew me you would know that every single day I wonder if I am going to die.
No one knows when their tI'me will come, The Lord takes everyone when there tI'me is done. You cannot run away from the inevitable, but what you can do is go make something out of yourself and make yourself incredible. If you really knew me, I have my happy stages, but unfortunately that always ends up turning into rages, and then I end up writing down more and more pages. I am just a kid with a bug I'magination, I think everyday, where is my destination?
Just another kid but a totally different dream, I don't want to be some big shot, I just want to be happy. If you really knew me, I am one year from graduation, I hope I can keep up the work and keep expanding my I'magination. Maybe one day I could go to school to write,
but that wouldn't happen because I couldn't pay for tuition even if I gave it all my might. If you really knew me, I wear Jesus pieces, Because so many of my friends have been killed for no sI'mple reason. And to all those friends,.....may you rest in pieces...