She is a mystery
She is.. the greatest form of poetry
She, who would rather hide than be seen
Holds no beginning and knows no end
She comes to life when everything around her appears to be dead
She makes me feel a high, electric, body rush
She creates goosebumps down my spine with just the slightest touch
She dreams
She believes
She is someone you can't decieve
She sees the lies, beneath your eyes
She is someone you can't run from or can't hide
She is the never ending memory that takes refuge inside my mind at night
She is gold
She is light that fills my soul
She is peace that keeps me in control
She is gentle
Her body is a temple
Mounted on the highest pedestal
Without reason to ever feel resentful
When I'm high
When I'm coming down
When I'm feeling sentimental
She is there
She is pure
She is rare
She is someone for whom I will always care
And through it all
She just might
She just maybe
                              
                              *The One

An empty hole where my heart should be,
my mind is oblivious to the reality,
can somebody tell me what the **** is wrong with me?
Am i going blind, blurred lines- i can't see

Is it me or this society we live in?
everyone so ******, there's so much back stabbing.
Makes it hard to know who to trust,
What has happened to the world, where is the ******* love?

My mind is in such a dark place right now, you don't wanna see.
I feel like i have a monster trapped inside of me,
It's like i have two sides, Jeykll and Hyde.
This monster is fighting to come out and ruin my life.

Rip me open
Dig inside
Please tell me what you find
Because I've searched and I've scavenged
I've tried to reveal
Nothin to satisfy
No greater appeal
But go ahead
And sift through me
I've been told there's a treasure
Covered in my dirt
Between my sweat and my tears
My ripped up brown shirt
Maybe it's an idea
To keep me alive
To have something to live for
A reason to strive
But please go ahead
I say as I turn
Show me what I missed
I move towards the door
And before I can take
Even one little stride  
You grab my arm
And stand by my side
You hold me with your gaze
You and your twisted smile
With a soft expression
A generous while
You spin me around
With a soft gentle "whoosh"
And you tell me you've found
The most beautiful truth

music is my expression, my passion. i don't know what id do without music in my life. its my escape because for a moment i can get away from all the chaos that goes on in my mind, for that one moment nothing matters but the beat, the rhythm and rhyme. music is emotion, its lyrics and memories you can relate to.

Scared, feeling fragile deep within.
My brain is a ticking time bomb as my anxiety kicks in,
All my insecurities make me feel so small, they make me think what if i'm not capable?

I try to stay positive and put on a brave face,
I have so many good things going that i should embrace,
I am proud of how far i've come but still these demons in my head try to over take.

It's the fear of the unknown, thinking of all the things that could go wrong. Trying to stay focused and keep it all under control, the thought of being on my own in London town is daunting to say the least. I hope i can over come this fear and find my feet .