Poems from Modestly_Marcus
my passion is a dead fashion
a fleeting image of lights flashing
like a slow car in an accident
there is no smashing
no metal on...
This uncontrolable jelousy
Builds up deep inside of me
people say they're jealous of me
they keep telling me
that im handsome enough to...
I feel its time for us try
but I cannot stand to see you cry
But I just want to be by your side
I've never lied
only once cried
But by...
Who am I?
I'm a person
I can see my body
So I'm real
I can see my skin
So I'm black
I can think
WOW
As I think I try and put each thought...