SOLD! 📣

Born to the warmth,
virgin peace exposed to flaws.

It’s a cold world,
they made me come out.

Life-sentence granted,
past baggage willingly handed.

Received hereditarily,
royalty to poverty and sin.

Product of farmers,
section 8 getting the food pyramid
(milk, cheese, bread and eggs!)

9 different public schools,
multiple stepdads too.

When you belong to a pattern,
math will determine your existence.

Im no math magician,
but I realized I didn’t like the solution.

Why solve for x and y,
when I cannot solve for you!

Why does the past effect me more than the future.

Why does fear of loss motivate us more than power to gain?

Damage, baggage, damage, baggage, turned me into a mental-savage!

Hate fueled the anger, Danger, stranger to all of you, resentment my life’s glue.

Who, who, who is to blame, the same ones that gave me a name, name, name!

Life could’ve been so beautiful, but they played me like a game. It’s a shame, shame, shame!

When does time take a break, when do I get help to learn before the mistake, take, take, take!

Im all over the place, look at my face, each week it’s in a different place, lately a healthy space, many steps have been traced, not one bad memory erased, praying to God it’s not to late, late, late!

My state of mind currently resides safe, but quickly could be changed, before I attempted to overcome and take self-blame, still going by the same name, winning every level recently in the game, learning to not be ashamed, willing accepting the baggage and handling every mental flaw like a savage overcoming the TEMPORARY DAMAGE, refusing to continuously fall, willing to ball in front of anyone not for sympathy but to accept I’m real, I can’t help how I feel but I can help how the feelings arrive, I want to be delivered not offered, my morals and values sending unmixed messages although my intentions sometimes miss the call, I’m willing to brawl, I’ll fight to the last breath, IN CASE YOU DIDN’T ALREADY KNOW!