It's so hard to get out. My mind is block out. It's like they block my way out. I'm kinda lock out. Nobody want me to walk out to make it to the top. 'Cause whan they see me do my thing, that when it stop. Those who said they love me. Yeah, they let me down. Quicker than those who hate me. The reason to frown. The real reason I shed tears, 'cause of my past years. When demons surround me, that's something I won't fear. That's why so many soldiers are either dead or gone. Or lock up because somebody did them wrong. To those who understand me, I feel your pain. Don't let it get to your brain. We'll make it through the rain. I'm not talking insane. I'm only telling my story. In lyrical form. After the storm, there's someone for you and me. The question is, "Who can handle my situation?" Just give me the book of solution and show me the nation.
1. "RE: Young, Depressed Mind" In response to Reply # 0 Mon Nov-13-06 12:10 AM by ASIEM
you got some grammatical erors that kinna throw off the flow ('lock' for locked, 'block' for blocked) but the feelin is not lost these words here make the difference... "Just give me the book of solution and show me the nation." most know so well what they feel but forget to seek a solution
"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..." ASIEM "Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran (Be and it is) " A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder