PIECES OF ME 2

Raging around in this perfect domicile i created

Twirling my thoughts through every crack and crevice my brain seems to offer

Thoughts of who i am and who i choose to be

I remain derailed with the feel of a nuisance

Not to others but to myself

Am i that guy they want to hang out with

Am i that guy who is just there for their personal benefit

I believe am not in to petrify

Rather to dignify

And to rectify my peoples broken lives

 

Truth be told am that kind of guy who really doesn't care what they will say

Am that kind of guy whose life will move continuously forward despite the heartbreaking stories i will hear roaming around abt me

About ny madness

Abot my sexuality

About what i do in my free time

I learnt to believe that words dont kill

But rather take you through a feel

A feel of thrill

Unnoticeable by the meek of mind

Those that dont understand the grind

Get on with it naughty head

Get your thoughts in order

Relieve yourself from the chords of society

Its not really your diety

Your a gracious man

I say to myelf

Incapable of holding a grudge

Coz your heart simply will not budge

Your that kind of man with a plan

Not a man made to run

To run from fate

Without a taste 

Coupled with ounces of haste

Because my dear little head your not a man made to hate.

Morgan