Crumbling up the previous paper
Thinking about the many errors I made
Crying inside because I know that I may not live another day
Hating myself for the previous comment I made
Thinking grotesquely at the thought I might be a reflection of a slave
Once again hating myself...
The thought that I may turn the corner and never turn one again
Praying for those who lost their lives
Hating myself because after all I've done, I was blessed to be alive
Where do I put myself?
Where do I lay my feelings down?
Crumpling these inner feelings
Just a Thought of Mine.