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Alone in a cold world. Our voices go unheard.  Just looking for love. But somehow that seems absurd. Why should anyone want to know who we are, care enough to hear us cry, listen to our dreams, and just see how far our passion drive us. All we wanted was an ear, a shoulder to lean on. Someone with understanding and can see how much we’ve grown. But yet we’re alone. Nobody even notices. Nobody seems care about how strong our focus is.
So they reject us. Shut us out for the norm. We don’t fit in here. It’s as if weren’t even born. Strangers to reality because we see so far ahead. Still our hearts are filled with forgiveness.  Because one day you have no choice but to witness


Be different

You can dare to be different as long as you keep it persistent
And if you don’t open your mouth who do you expect to listen
No presents on Christmas but still I remain gifted
I don’t know what’s out there for me but I can tell you what isn’t
sitting around sitting around dreaming, hoping, and wishing
Thoughts I use to envision of cooking up in the kitchen
Hit the strip and move it fast like I was Felix out here pitchin
This isn’t a rap song, just some words from a dreamer
My story is never finished until everybody’s a believer
It’s hard to believe that I turned into poet while everyone else carried a heater
I mean I tried to fit in, keep a blue flag in my pocket
Fighting at the local parties, girlfriend screaming “Someone please stop it”
Gun was in was in my face, life flashed my eyes, but he forgot to cock it
It was then I knew I chose the wrong life
Soon as I got home I cried the whole the night
Tears streaming down my face because knew it wasn’t right
And ever since then my ideas took flight
Why waste this talent
I took everything I been through I started to write
You can dare to be different as long as you keep it persistent
And if you don’t open your mouth who do you expect to listen

What makes you special

We lust over these girls with curves and long hair with some curls
A good head on her shoulders and teeth as white as pearls
They must cook must clean and good sex if we want to label them as perfect girls
But what do we have to offer, what gives us entry to their world
A clean car and weekly 9 to 5 check won’t cut it
If a night on the town just isn’t in your budget
What makes you special. From this beauty what makes you deserve a thing
How do you separate yourself from a joker and a King
The country boys think bug trucks, urban boys think it’s bling
But these girls have a mind so vast everything isn’t what it seems
So before you think it’s the size of what’s in your overpriced jeans
Remember it’s the size of your heart which causes no distraction no deceit can intervene.
No matter what they say these girls need love
It could be a forehead kiss, or a long lasting hug
A dinner date or watching the stars up above
What makes you special enough