Sunday, March 4, 2012

The land of dreams




A place where gold was never paved/
few people ever get saved/
A land for the brave...products of environment/
Value of a dollar is synonymous with how far you can go/
succeed or make life promising/
Streets raised me/
That indigo is what plagued me/
past considered unruly/
I now consider myself a lady/
Jesus save me/
Show me theirs more than getting wavy/
Self medication makes your mental cope to lazy/
Struggle hard/
its hard to let down my guard/
Can save you yourself but my mental's forever scarred/
the beating left fatigued/
pain/leg/joints/knees/
Unauthorized touching/
Life is something
Innocence no longer eixist/
Cuz people out here fronting/

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