Cluttered Mind

Tue, 08/19/2014 - 01:34 -- MykalAM

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What I see on the out,

What I am feeling within,

Success came when I cut off all my friends.

People claiming Christian,

But they commit the most sins.

How so ironic?

Fake people astonished 

People change just to become iconic.

While we watch fake reality through a tv screen

But we're not worried about the drug fiends

On the other hand my black people still think we're in slavery

But in all honesty

Nothing can hold us back in 2014 

Stop making excuses

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