a knight in shining armor is a man who has never had his metal truly  tested.
I start off with a quote, that adds spice to the fish in the boat, who say that their knights in shining armor have fought, hard enough for the ladies who've put in thought, that the man that comes to sweep them of they feet is fit with an armor so glamorous that it shines all the time.
but then maybe they mean it shines with greatness, power and courage,,
shines bright enough for acceptance in her hand in marriage.
but no.
we all know a girl's best friend is a diamond,and according to girls these days nothing shines brighter.

a man with a dented armor is a man who has fought and fought well to survive the opponents in combat from depriving his life from him.

so, this man with a dented armor has been through hard Times,
he gained and lost friends l,had his heart broken again and again he might not look too good but his heart shines,
his love is sublime, for he has learned to love without hesitation,
to love with values and skips the division to think about the multiplication,
you can't get to one without the other but you know what I mean.

when the sun shines,my mind finds, inspiration as I look upon a nation with untapped potential and a need for influential ****** such as myself.
I do not brag or boast, I am just a sand peckle laying in the coast, but I refuse to be tossed and bossed around by the waves of social expectations and wicked ways of a nation just so one day I can hope to be found.
the tongue is powerful so I watch what I say, I believe in self motivation just incase friends slowly start pushing away, I believe in being morally upright and refusing discrimination upon Gods creations, communications without conflicts having good public relations.
I would not go so far as to call myself a king for motivation,
I would only say that I am a man that brings comfortation,
don't cling to observations,
just sing and make proclamations,
that people aren't actually free. I mean they are but don't act like it, matter of fact they don't like it when you tell them they are stuck to routines.
people are so busy trying to make a living but forget to make a life for themselves.
my mind is an attic, filled with the old and the New coz it's dynamic, I am also an addict, to a tragic free life.
so when you say life's a ***** just know your the snitch that let life dig a ditch and placed you in it, now stop for a minute and think about it and try admit it, most of us don't get in it, we were just born in it. we woke up to walls around us, limitations.life is for the living, get out there and breathe in the fresh air, believe in something but beware, have good desires, coz if not you end up in the ditch this time burning with fire.

soft skin,no pimples,cute smile,I see dimples,eyes low not too low but just simple,hair falling over her shoulders, beauty made worthy only for soldiers, baby you're beautiful and I just wanna hold ya..

soft skin,no pimples,cute smile,I see dimples,eyes low not too low but just simple,hair falling over her shoulders, beauty made worthy only for soldiers, baby you're beautiful and I just wanna hold ya..

Undermined and unsatisfied with peoples pride and minds that can’t decide which path in life to strive on, what person they want to be and should be to get that which is considered the only accomplishment that brings satisfaction. That which is your dream.

here I go lustfully again, no matter how much I try to restrain, my body acts up and forms a team with my brain, she was bodacious I fell in admiration, next morning during breakfast I formed this intention, that maybe she's as beautiful on the inside, and maybe we can put religion beside, or maybe make a decision on the safe side and not act upon my intention and stay tongue tied.
she was reserved, composed and did things with no rush, yes it's ramadhan so her head was covered with a scarf, but she left out her face which I found tempting to touch, as of that night I found nothing else beautiful as such. Her eyes sparkled in the dim night streetlights, my mind rattled with her clothes that were skin tight, her voice so soothing and moving can make a bad word seem right, but in the end I come to my senses and leave all the inventions and come to a realization that it was all just lust at first sight.

she's got me thinking about her not dreaming about her,I admire her laughter and motion thereafter, she's made me a stalker it's hard to admit to the matter, we should be lovers to feed your heart's hunger.
this girl, this girl is the ****, my mind may be cluttered with dirt than a bit, but her sight clears it all just a glance just one hit. her eyes tell a story that I can't unfold, I yearn for the moment where life will be paused, as she tells me a story of how she turned bold. I want us to be friends and dig deep down your soul, so I can find closure because I'll give my all...
I really want to get to know you, I know men usually say that, but I'm an opportunist...I seek for understanding in a woman....and the only way to find that is to have a conversation with one.

travel, make yo
travel, make your mind grow, let your eyes show you the secrets of life, the lights in the night are a simulation of the universe, the galaxies, the twinkling of the stars that sorta make u wish you can put life on reverse when the sun comes up because it was beautiful.

she smiles, I smile, then time stops for a while. it sounds cheesy coz it isn't easy. it's not like I can pull out a file that explains her smile.

flipping on different topics, looking for Something closer to logic, scheming through what I'm dreaming I feel sort of iconic, don't you think it's kinda ironic that all I spit is chronic, I'm straight to the point clear like water in tonic, or is it tonic in water, why do I even bother, my mind contains no borders, I stretch to the highest thoughts like I got on jordans, I'm an orphan, a star left to shine alone in the dark, a species, yet to to sink but the bible is my ark, and I'm trying to embark, on how this world was made so wonderful, but we spit and **** on it like the earth's got its own hospital, it's so awful, you guys are lawful, but keep breaking the laws you make, your life isn't at stake but your child's is, this generation consists of a youthful nation, but that nation is stationed to repeating the mistakes, ***** get your *** awake and smell the coffee in the morning, quit the stretching and the yawning, don't be lazy be up on it, want that job? go and own it, want that life? go ahead form it. I'm not here to suffer for you, I'm here to stop people from suffering, take all your burdens to God and let everyone appreciate, for being alive! let all join arms and build a state! where love rules more than the government, and even if it's the government, then let their work be competent. let this generation, this so called chosen generation, rise to the occasion. your all amazing!

what's on my mind is how to feel the epitome of life, that mixed feeling like it's midway through the night, that levelness of the heart when you know what's wrong and what's right, those moments where you high but still down to earth, kinda like a kite.
I want to collect moments, live life being honest, live through the torments, survive and be at my strongest, for me life should be a contest, on who can live happy the longest. but instead it's about the mulla, popularity and being the ruler,

I saw you again and this time no mistake baby your beautiful, you walk so elegantly, so confidently, it’s like you’re stuck in a musical. Your hotness is melting my mind, like a Popsicle in the summer, just love no drama, the introductions fine I just want you to be my lover, all hearts took cover when you walked by, mine was interested in your phone number before I said “hi”, and before I get high, I wanted the sober brother to recover lean over for a peck and lean back check you out for a sec, then ask you out for dinner or a drink next time we met. Pretty girl like you should be handled with care, so stop with the stressing, consider me a blessing because I’ll always be there, we can share a drink as I sit and stare at you while I think, I know staring is rude but baby girl I’m you’re boo so we can let that ship sink. Maybe you can move in and we could be roommates, you know, talk, eat, watch movies and stay up late, no texting just a normal conversation, no flexing I hope you good with confrontations, new love which means no issues or complications, it’s the honeymoon stage nothing less than celebrations. Of course we will be cautious and whatever, we’ll both listen to understand no one’s better than the other, most people listen to reply, they don’t get that having happiness isn't a gift, it’s a choice that we decide, and if I was blind man this love would give me sight. I know God would not have let me miss meeting this miss or giving her a kiss, it’s a little weird me telling you this but baby girl you’re a star and one that fits my list.

I dread parties and drinking and abusing drugs, I said parties and drinking and abusing drugs. I want more love inside this world and long comforting hugs, I want all the fruits of the spirit that any saint should possibly have. I want rainbows and sunshine, good decision at the right time, great fun with great friends ones I'd like to call mine. I want movies and pizza, all smiles no litter, just relaxation and innovation, ***** technology and it's features.

wrong advices are roaming through the ears,
itty bitty slices that keep forming bitter tears,
love *****, love hurts, things I'v heard through the years,
but really it ain't love that's at fault, but the wrong set of mind that is influenced through your peers.