Cerebral....di best kept secret!!!

Where is this life that I’m suppose to keep, when my tears wash my pillow at night time when I sleep, this leverage is getting low, somehow I feel underneath, and my feet are on the ground but damn, its getting deep, even my shadow sometimes scares me, I despise it when it creep, at times I ask what’s the purpose of having my cake if I can’t eat, I feel lost in my own world but somehow I wanna seek, peace for the day when my mind can be as meek and my heart stay humble, co-inciting with the words I speak, let my cup runneth over, I’ve realized just what it leak, too much burden on my shoulder, there’s no surprise it got me weak, and I’m out here trying to blend in with nature, I’m gonna make it out here, man I need this paper, where I’m from it ain’t pretty, so I gonna call on the savior, to guide my steps as I trod these trouble water, they say money is the root of all evil but it can make you larger and my heart is all I got, so I guess that makes me stronger, in my quiet times, I look at life and wonder, how the fuck I survive the world, without having a mother but I thank god for a father, see, my mommy was a rolling stone, its cold how I was left alone, sitting on my steps waiting, but she never came back home, now I’m a man before I even know how to hold my own, on the street hustling like a dog for a bone, packing a ice pick and a crome, that’ll make your soul drifted off in a zone, and there’s things that I’ve learned here, now that I’m grown, that your demons will be on you, like the scent of cologne, and things you try to hide will eventually be shown, so be real and cast your fears and let it be known, that I’m a survivor, been there done that, the before now after, its time for a clean chapter, I’ve been reborn from doing wrong, you can call me Casper and I wouldn’t change nothing, cause every journey is a learner, and so I thank my mama, for pushing me further, cause my eyes are now open wider and I can see that its survival……All rights reserved. Copyright 2007.