YU can’t challenge what’s damage
my thoughts are unsafe….
Life seperates like its misplaced
Define underline with hate.
Masterminded traits
only to be dialogued and traced
outlined and viewed
A wealthy jewel..
Ridiculed…… cuz they’re confused
I know its true
some miss there step
standing next to who?
In this world YU are a reflection of YU ,
but who persuades YU,
who inflict YU,
who baits YU,
as your mind admire.
Feel empowered exile yourself
away from them cowards.
Studying principles
infactuated by cruelty…..
Refuse to be a pamper role model
comic for the news….
Only shame grimace your face….
I love it when we smile feeling their hate….
Telling yourself YU got me now,
but now is still to late!
Don’t nonthin change ,
just the rotation of The day….
Another quote to be made…….
Another name to be engraved…
Happy times was initiation to be haze…
ignite a burning flame..
Carrying the torch like the hunger games
starving for pain…
My soul is empty
like a pimp without his same,
a beat with no bold,
options with no mode…..
Trust me I know!
Yeah YU showed me everything ,
so I never had to choose .
Living merinating in the tears
like the melody cooing with the blues…
Wise man spoke these words
Untrue!
All I did was expose what I analyze
observeing who?
Look!
Listen!
Learn!
Now ask your self ‘
Who is who ?
unaware like a child running nude.
Author: The Painter
Keith Bond ,Jr
DOC #537-103
