In the Socio I logically,
am not...
I woke up this morning
with the sun on my face...
Smile, open your eyes
Its a brand new day...
I read you poem the other day
And oh my god , what could I say...
I've been making a list of the things they don't...
*DID NOT WRITE THIS...
Sword held to the waist,
Cloth worn with pride...
A sweet little Angel
God has given me...
My poetry is knowing me,
taking a glance at my soul hopelessly...
Throughout my whole live,
Ive been many places...
Inspired by hope but challenged by fright
Determined by dreams of the opening night...
You
You say you can’t do it...
I know how I felt,
I know the way I dealt...