I run and I hide.

I lie and I cry.

I avoid all the why's.

I get knocked down every time by this god forsaken tide.

I was inspired, see.
Because of me, they have no choice but to flee.
They couldn't believe I could grow up
And be free.
Will power will always be stronger than ill power.
You know,
"I ain't afraid to ****" power.
I rise from the ground as a lil' flower
In hopes to one day, obtain the "I am fulfilled" power.
Don't be sour.
Be honored that you have seen another day, Another hour not wasted in decay.
Each day I think of ways to live,
And ways to die that leave me satisfied.
Dreaming up outcomes of a crazy life.
Tell me how come,
My fam' must work to show their worth in a system designed to make us hurt?
We've been slaves since birth and there's only one way to come out first:
The thirst for knowledge will take me there along with the help of this verse.
A burst of applause is heard loud enough to hide the cry of a woman with a black eye having the worst day of her life, after he stole her purse.
Who's life had been worse?
The thief or the woman?
It's all perspective,
She had no death wish.
Thief had one last breath,
Ended up leaving her breathless.
Meanwhile, I've immersed myself in my craft, headfirst
Getting my dark view of the world reversed.