I was born from my mother yet I’m still self made.
I’m the way that i am now, today till my grave.
I can change my ways but my path is already paved
Life seems to be simple no need to explain.
Whatever is left it’s left to be remained.
February 9th I was born, so it’s my birthday!
No party for me just another work day.
The Adult Life! Bills must be First paid.
Before happiness and gifts are exchanged.
Life is sometimes sudden or prearranged.
Life is just full of abundance or it’s plain.
Yet I’m still me inside this brain.
So, I give God all the glory as he reigns.
My story is not over after the 9th more remains.
If you didn’t know Aaron L. Osgood is my name.
And February 9th 1986 is when I came!
Although in my mother’s womb is where I became.

Sing me a song.
Let it be long.
Attach to my soul.
Let it belong.
Fill this empty hole.
Let it be strong.
Enough, so I can withstand.
To complete a puzzle.
Let it be whole again.

I once was weak like my muscles.
Life hit me hard until I struggled.
Couldn’t get back up so I stumbled.
I’m tired of trying! Hope things get better
I’m tired of crying! During this stormy weather.
Dehydrated or Drench?
I forget which one is which.
My mind is a stutter just watch as I glitch.
Tryig...To...Fiur......How...To...Get...R_.

^(Tr­ying To Figure Out How To Get Rich)^

What can I talk about that doesn’t include me?
I painted every single picture so you could view me.
High definition type so you see the true me.
If we don’t know each other, tell others that you knew me.

I’m like a ghost in the wind.
I want you to hold me again.
I want you to know me again.
I’m just a lonely black man.
I mostly only slacked back then.
But yet I was zen.
I lived amongst others.
When life was simple back then
A good guy but almost a criminal back then.
Well that’s a lie, black or white stripes.
Call me adidas because I was original back then.
I drew pictures with a pencil.
But I’m much crazier with a pen.
I have a lot to say words I contemplate.
Don’t need to over think things as I concentrate.
Nothing is too complicated as I dominate it.
My mind is polluted just over populated
I tend to move and say I made it.
I guess I did it again.
I was labeled as a loser, so I pretended to win.
As I look at myself within rather than my skin.
If life is so short, where should I begin?
Can I skip over growing up?
Now I’m throwing up.
The Cap as I wear the Gown.
Life just started.
I’m clueless of what’s happening now.
Life went by with the quickness
Grown my richest, with invested interest.
Times got though yet I still handled my business.
Self made as I claim it, what should I name it?
The title of enrichment with a twist of impingement
Is that not same ****, please excuse my language.
It was called for and over dated.
I just want to say I made it..
Yes!, I made it, Yes!, I made it!
The time well spent was estimated.
Now...signing out, And you’re devastated.
Sorry!

We reached a connection just to reconnect.
Discussing past times as we collect just to recorrect.
Everything seems alright so I’ll mark it with a check.
Now we can close the door and throw away the key.
Never open up the past since you’re done talking with me.

Hello , Good Morning!
Another fun filled day...not boring.
Another day of chores like pick things up from the floor.
If you did it already, then do it again, like before.
Life sometimes repeats occurrences we cannot ignore.
Lesson learned for the test you yearn
Expressions earned before you reached a common concern.
I’m just here as a therapist to analyze and confirm.
Maybe you are insane or maybe I am on certain terms.
I could be crazy like a Joker’s impressionist then this meeting is adjourned.
Laugh Now....Cry Later
Crazy like connecting dots on graph paper
Crazy like talking to a wall as if it’s your neighbor.
The response back is silence but you’re hearing a lot.
Now you’re wondering if your going crazy or not..