Description: ya told me to not rhyme well here u go.
About me -------------------------------------------
Today was weird. A friend got my hopes up n nothin went thru. But I still feel alone n he said he was gona intro duce me to a cute red head from his work now he says itís not gona happen cause it just swag I said so I'll learn how to role blunts again. hahaha But it be like half the price. So screw it Iíve been smoken like 8ths of a bowl to make it last longer now all I got is reason n not much left. Hell itís a new pipe. N stop thinking "awwwwwww thatís all he talks about" Ya itís my life not yours n itís the only depression med that I've tried that helps. All the other make me think about Suicide. Ya I think of death every day. Wonder why oh why I didn't die in the accident. I think sometimes maybe an angel made sure I didn't land on the highway n die or stopped me from fling into a tree like God said " He needs a 2nd shot at life". And what the reason for me to be here is one that I hope I figure out, but I think maybe I'm suppose to help people. In what? Just in everything, and I have the gift to do that in just about anything. See when I go out into the community. I mostly come in contact with everyone that walks by me. I love the different ways people act to certain situations. Like haven them help me in whatever it is that I'm gona buy. But if itís a girl I'm attracted to my mind seems to stop n I canít think of nothin good to say. I just get lost in her beauty. Either it's her smile or how she blinks her eyes or her laugh or how she does them all . See if Iím at the bar n I see my friends are shooten pool n there a girl there. My attention will be staring at her. Even if sheís not that hot. It's just I'd rather be looking at a female in my spear time then some guys. And see ever since I was born there was a pool table in my house. So I was damn good. Then I get into this accident n my equilibrium got messed up n my depth reception. N u need both of those for pool n also the right side of the brain got messed up and that controls the left side of body. So I couldn't walk, cause I didn't know how to move my left leg or balance it. That also means I lost fine motor skills like typing. I canít type anymore with my left hand. So I'm a 1 finger taper. Itís the internet I'm gona do it. I told you I love talkin to people n all the different things they all do. I also used to play bass guitar n classical I've learned it cause it helped with playin bass. But I cant do it anymore n I loved creating music. So I still can rhyme. So I write lyrics. It gives me that same feeling from playen guitar. And my stuff all makes sense just read it 2-3 times n you'll get it. I love making people think. N by what they read can change their life just like song lyrics. Hell thatís what they are. N I really hate people that talk shit about my stuff n could they write anything close to rhyming like mine does? HELL NO THEY COULDN'T. It's just a great feeling to do things that r hard n suck seed in. It's like being a god n creatin thing.
True, rhyming is a gift not granted to all, I don't have it either... and I wonder at the wits of people who think that they can judge others ruthlessly [as if they are resurrections of Milton]Besides this I admire your courage. Nothing can defeat you man ... you have got the attiitude... a heart of gold and.... talent. In darkness your words emit their own light...
Peace be with you.