I lost my innocence that day, I tried to ease my pain.
"It's only God's will", she says she felt the same
It’s funny how the sun will up & bow to rain,
As if the clouds couldn’t stand to see me outside again.
Wrote a poem on the bus that was kind with some vision to it
Bottom line it might expand your mind if you listen to it.
Too much shine can dull the soul.
If you feel how I feel, then I'll say some more.
How can the devil take my soul when I believe in God?
When I was everything I wasn’t but I hoped to be.
I get a little honest and I ask myself,
If the time come, will you save me if I ask for help?
Sent my mind on a journey to the outter most
To document what it had seen & CC me the notes
And ask Robin Williams why, cause I need to know,
He stopped when he had such a way long to go.
I saw love in the eyes of a perfect stranger,
She overlooked my caring heart in search of a husband.
Will we ever be together, time did tell.
She called my phone & talked to me as the hours swell.
I put my problems in a box beside my tightest ideas.
Under lock and key, buried deep off in my mind,
And when it gets too full and I can't close the lid,
I spaz on my family and my closest friends.
Trade my materials for a peace of mind
I’m so close to Heaven, Hell, I just need some time.
Who cares about life & the high’s and low’s?
Maybe I should post another pic about pimps & hoes,
Cars & clothes, idol gods, golden calves, Louis scarves.
I do this for the love & it’s free of charge
I Don’t Need Jail To Be Behind Bars.
This is purely art.
In my grandma's household this was surely taught.
Don’t be naïve, yeah, these times is hard.
In the midst of all the glamour I hope you find God.
I never wished to be the burden bearer,
But souls need saving & it’s now or never.
Shock value is all they wanna see.
It’s us against them & it’s just you and me.
Trying to take heed what I say in my posts.
Forgive me if I ever, ever steered you wrong.
Most people stop for signs but I driven through it.
If it don’t touch my soul then I can’t listen to it.
The radio don’t play the shit I used to love,
Or maybe I am just growing up.
I never seen a star on a red rug
If I wanna see stars... (continued)