You ever look into the mirror and see the reflection of somebody that you don’t want to be?/
It’s like something got inside me, trapped in the depths of my soul and now it’s haunting me/
The mirror can show you things that you don’t want to see/
Like the person that I am today and the person I forgot to be/
Stress is my number one enemy/
My pen and my pad is my only remedy/
When I write, my emotions come out in my rhymes/
Use my paper as a tissue when my pen starts to cry/
With ink splotches as its tears, but that don’t mean that my pen is sad/
These are tears of joy for releasing all the negativity that I had/
I know I could try harder, but my faith is blind like three mice/
I don’t pray a lot, but I’m asking God for some of his advice/
If I knew God’s phone number, would he pick up if I called?/
Would he still take the time to respond if I stalled?/
If we’re all made by God does that mean that he plays a role in the decisions we make?/
Is he right there guiding us through the wrong way when we make our mistakes?/
I believe in God, but I don’t believe in all of that/
I make my own decisions, and if they’re bad then I fall for that/
America’s still feeling the after shock of 9/11/
Maybe if I reach high enough, I could place a finger tip in Heaven/
And touch all of the souls of the great people who fell that day/
Why did it take a tragedy for America to feel this way?/
Knock down the two towers, now everyone is patriotic/
Just like it took the death of Jesus to believe in his patriarch/
Now I'm looking back in the mirror, seeing the image of who I am today/
Sitting there, I ask myself, "Was it I or was it God that made me this way?



i know the subject matter switches up, bu this is just i how i felt at the time and i didnt want to just stop writing...

let me know what y'all think

Play me for a stepping stone
Then, I landmine
-Wale-

>You ever look into the mirror and see the reflection of
>somebody that you don’t want to be?/

Powerful start

>It’s like something got inside me, trapped in the depths of my
>soul and now it’s haunting me/
>The mirror can show you things that you don’t want to see/
>Like the person that I am today and the person I forgot to
>be/
>Stress is my number one enemy/
>My pen and my pad is my only remedy/
>When I write, my emotions come out in my rhymes/
>Use my paper as a tissue when my pen starts to cry/
>With ink splotches as its tears, but that don’t mean that my
>pen is sad/
>These are tears of joy for releasing all the negativity that I
>had/
>I know I could try harder, but my faith is blind like three
>mice/
>I don’t pray a lot, but I’m asking God for some of his
>advice/
>If I knew God’s phone number, would he pick up if I called?/
>Would he still take the time to respond if I stalled?/
>If we’re all made by God does that mean that he plays a role
>in the decisions we make?/
>Is he right there guiding us through the wrong way when we
>make our mistakes?/
>I believe in God, but I don’t believe in all of that/
>I make my own decisions, and if they’re bad then I fall for
>that/
>America’s still feeling the after shock of 9/11/
>Maybe if I reach high enough, I could place a finger tip in
>Heaven/
>And touch all of the souls of the great people who fell that
>day/
>Why did it take a tragedy for America to feel this way?/
>Knock down the two towers, now everyone is patriotic/
>Just like it took the death of Jesus to believe in his
>patriarch/
>Now I'm looking back in the mirror, seeing the image of who I
>am today/
>Sitting there, I ask myself, "Was it I or was it God that made
>me this way?
>


this post was very well done. Keep doin ur thing man, I see the skills

"Im' Talk to the Man in the Mirror..."

As far as the end goes. Its a chemistry project of both.

Steam-Powered Spit-Sessions Re-write the Bright-Lessons of Life each day with Nice-Blessin's...Word/Life/Write

http://boxcarboys-focus.blogspot.com/

ToBeContinued;
------------------------------
Check out theBoxCarBoys...