I'm so sick of people thinking they no whats best...
but if they have forgotten its my life so just F U...
Do you look at them the way i do
do you look at them and think its true...
Staring into the mirror
With a smiling face...
Clouds
stars...
5 months since someone loved me,
It seems like 50 years...
I'm trapped in a closet
A closet that no one sees...
I wonder if I'll ever please my Saviour
I hear His sweet voice comforting me...
I speak more Truth then ministers, so I'm dodging...
writing marathons exposing fake shit...
The past is consuming my future,
it eclipses my present in hollow spaces...
Why are we here?
Trying to prosper through the night...
This is one of my many masks,
me staring through the broken glass...
If you knew the power of your word
Would you care about what people heard...