work of art

I write poetry as form of an expression

You can't tell me I ain't in the right direction

I use my words to paint all of these thoughts

And most times they from a place of hurt

Detangle ideas with this pen in my hand

I have no idea, if this is plan gon' land

It's really is bigger than me, that's for sure

But who am I to fight it, I've been called

I'm just a vessel to pass all these lessons

You either get it or you can keep on with hating

With these songs I heal and move on

Who are you to say I'm lame and should