The things i keep in my vault is not my fault.
I wear a muzzle because at times i'm puzzled.
I know how it feels to be in the stuggle.
I prefer silence instead of violence.
I admit there are days i wanna cry but all i know
how to do is try.
what i think matters i gather and what hurts brings
me laughter soon after.
Feeling pain is such a drain,
I don't expect people to understand what i'm saying.
They can't judge me!
They dont know how much i'm praying
Me being nice is the god in me.
me being evil or saying nasty stuff is the odd in me.
I like to write without anger so i dont feel stranger.
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