Struggles Within - Written 2/25/2009 at 2:22am.
I really hate to boast but some say my writing is superior to most
I'm just a white boy from the West Coast, tonight allow me to be your host
I stand before you speaking about what I've written before this date
All inspired by trials and tribulations and I hope some have been able to relate
My work I call scriptures, Myself A street Prophet, that's how I see myself to be
Most struggle with writing determined to be known now, while I rather be know for eternity.
Often Times I'm lost in my own ego, sometimes I get sidetracked drowning in some scotch
When I first started writing I was all over the place, I'd like to think I've toned that down a notch.
Through my eyes I've realized I can convey what I see and I can reach the masses
Not having to worry about whom I teach or even confined by traditional classes
Free to write how I see fit, from suicide to genocide and all that's in between
From my Abusive childhood to being locked up as a teen, I can express what I've seen
10 years ago I sat down and wrote my first poem, I was around 14 at the time
The first year 100 pages of poems we're written, ohh boy did I love to rhyme
As I got older my writtings got darker and I started to feel disconnected
Asked myself I still wrote, No poet of my caliber could ever be Respected.
Yet here I am still not understanding why people say I'm gifted or talented and that I should continue
Why would any one wanna see what I've been through. "You've had it hard and for that we commend you"
Guess I see it differently and for me I live by the motto "You can never fail if you never try"
Still doesn't stop me from wondering why would anyone want to read what I let my heart cry
Are the emotions I feel really translated and conveyed through this paper and this pen?
And if I am truly that great and I were to suddenly stop writing what happens then?
I really hate to boast but some say my writing is superior to most
I'm just a white boy from the West Coast, tonight allow me to be your host
I stand before you speaking about what I've written before this date
All inspired by trials and tribulations and I hope some have been able to relate
My work I call scriptures, Myself A street Prophet, that's how I see myself to be
Most struggle with writing determined to be known now, while I rather be know for eternity.
Often Times I'm lost in my own ego, sometimes I get sidetracked drowning in some scotch
When I first started writing I was all over the place, I'd like to think I've toned that down a notch.
Through my eyes I've realized I can convey what I see and I can reach the masses
Not having to worry about whom I teach or even confined by traditional classes
Free to write how I see fit, from suicide to genocide and all that's in between
From my Abusive childhood to being locked up as a teen, I can express what I've seen
10 years ago I sat down and wrote my first poem, I was around 14 at the time
The first year 100 pages of poems we're written, ohh boy did I love to rhyme
As I got older my writtings got darker and I started to feel disconnected
Asked myself I still wrote, No poet of my caliber could ever be Respected.
Yet here I am still not understanding why people say I'm gifted or talented and that I should continue
Why would any one wanna see what I've been through. "You've had it hard and for that we commend you"
Guess I see it differently and for me I live by the motto "You can never fail if you never try"
Still doesn't stop me from wondering why would anyone want to read what I let my heart cry
Are the emotions I feel really translated and conveyed through this paper and this pen?
And if I am truly that great and I were to suddenly stop writing what happens then?
