For the Loners.

Wed, 10/07/2015 - 19:00 -- kvmrv.g

I'm surround by close minded individuals + heartless souls. 

No one really vibes with me.

No one really fucks with me. 

No one can understand the gold + wisdom that comes from my tongue. 

Day in and day out. 

... I feel like an outcast for being me

+ living with purpose. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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