Ridin' up to the campus
my mouth at a loss
of words.
I gaze at the students,
like me,
movin' in.
High school friendships
startin' all over again,
as I think of my friends
that I left back home.

I question
"Will I b judged for what I rep?"
Six color rainbow
"Will I find my kind?"
The ones that understand me
"Will I find my own GS crew?"
Nah...I keep my words quiet
GS I share them with u.

But new atmospheres?
I ain't scared,
Though my heart is lost in the Burgh
I got poetry lost in me
flows galore
word for word.
FRESH like I started months ago,
an ameteur
flowin' the secrets of MANkind,
watch me grow,
watch me rhyme.
Never underestimate
The Freshman