My Thoughts, My Art & Nothing Else
Alone, man, always alone. My hands are numb, digging through the icy waves of life, A homeless wanderer on this messed-up road. Destiny’s a demon, never changing tracks. See, this is how it went down – the good times passed, my crew gone. Each morning, the same old pain hits. My homies, man, most are […]
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Look at me and all my scars, My pain, my problems, My hell, my shame, My wounds and inner tombs that hold my inner fears, Look at me and all my glory, My fame, my love, My power, my pride, My strength and my key that unlocks my feelings of motivation, Look at me and
As I begin to take stock of the years and their attainments I have become more and more conscious of the many things I cannot do. I can create art passably enough to make a living and can be a good listening ear. That is about all. I cannot dance or sing a song, or