You life givin
Christopher D Burris 1984 (Wichita)
Fighting the voices in my head again. This world's so tough. I try hard not to put those pistols to my head. And then, release me of all the pain and medicine. Fear used to be nothing but a ghost under the bed. Then you grow up to find out that your ghost was really you in your head. Trying to save you. Pulling and lifting your soul. Greater so. He can face you. There was nothing scarier than you who wants to be responsible for the things that they do. It's a trap. Go to work or get smacked. Cuffed up with a bunk in the back. It's so hard to fit in. I want line you want to move in. You want me to shut up and listen to all the trash you're feeding them? Shit, I was raised to stand tall and be bold. These pussies want to cry about their lives. I've been beat since I was five years old. Do I cry about it? No. I gracefully bow my head and say sorry it's taken so long. For me to understand what I was being told taught love that tough love is love in its purest form. The world I was facing was going to be hard and cold. One step in front of the other. Keep your chin up and keep moving forward. Our lives have been taken over. Better open your eyes before it's over. Anyone trying to trap my soul, your life is over. You must have missed it. All of the lessons you were given. If I was told I was free, I would tell you you're tripping. It's only one life we are given. You sit your life in front of the television. I lay down my life so all of you can see the lies that you're living in. Walking alone, ducking from all the stones that are thrown, knowing down one of these roads is my throne. Pushing forward one step at a time, praying to God, the light that's mine. It's dark out here. Someone shine a light. I feel like I'm lost. No one in sight. The only thing I know, if I'm going to live, I've got to be ready to fight. It seems like people try to tear me down. My face feels like it's stuck on a frown. The ones that know me know I ain't a clown. F*ck around and find out. I'll burn this bitch down. All my haters, I'm going to shut them down. Stand in my way and I'm going to gun them down. The chains come off today. I'm throwing them down. I'm going to start right here in my hometown.
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A reflection of self and of you
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Written on December 17, 2023
Submitted by son_o on December 28, 2023
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