Many times I've right, many sorrow to invite.
Lost insight might , Always victimized in the nite.
Never give up the fight, Stay on flight
Sunshine so bright, man I wish i could be free as a kite.
Sometimes I'm in a cell, living a nightmare a real hell.
But thru the seem bad, other side things well.
Through out unscripted travel, forgotten like gravel.
Many eyes marvel , even when he's beaten with a shovel.
Bloodied eyes, broken arms, Streaks of blood n pain.
Suffering tremendous pain, yet blooded smile remain.
Dangerous world gain, in all the rain.
Look normal to many, punished for a penny.
Scar tore flesh like jelly, lost regret , empty memory.
Such unfounded tragedy, a broken melody.
In spite of the harm, intellect pure insight.
From a chaotic view, the author write.
The_ Artist
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