Just a smileI look and see a smile that dissects me to the core. A reassurance of my existence and styles. The idea that I truly exist conveyed without words. A trust that goes only as far as to bring my own light to my eyes. It avoids my demons as if the smile knows I have them and feel uncomfortable with them inside me. It does not search for darkness, but reflects my own light. The acknowledgment of another allows one to rationalize and keep their own soul and sanity. To be able to believe in yourself in a manner you wish to. It does not take more than a smile, a few well woven words and honesty to bring you to believe in the best of yourself. It was
Rest in Peace, Troy Davis.Forces that stopped me; Seven to Nine,they changed ambitions to stop mine.Colour is a thing of the past,so why are they looking at me,as if I'm wearing a monster's mask?Accusations and wrong disputes.this is the land of the free,not the statues of statutes. Why is blame an unguided bullet?It's aimed at my head, this is discrimination at its fullest.This is not my bed,full of shackles and needles,the eyes in my headturned backwards. I witness thelethal injection among my sleeve.This is the end for me, I see their need.Stop stop, I whisper,but my words don't attention a glander.I look around, everyones look
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