~Insecure~
The sashes of my life are left with colors of darkning lashes
My image behind dark glasses, secrets hidden in stashes
My thoughts end at captions, and yet theres many I tought
Love I brought, but in return my allies rebelled me and fought
I would have sought revenge, but I must have a friend
A sence of guidence, for those individuals I always depend...
To be open, I intend... But what if they dont like the picture
Or if im the wrong ficture, would I destroy the strong mixture
I just want acceptance, to be concluded in the referance
Add another bright mind to it, continou the beuty of essence
So my intentions stay hidden, lonleyness my only prevention
My missions always start but stop to be left a prediction
The heart of mine lines itself to be pure, to make a cure
Help prevent the future children not to be like me... "Insecure... "
PART 2... COMING SOON...
- This has a little to deal with me... But mostly to deal with people that are like this at my school and shit. Everyone wants to feel loved and liked. Thats a fact, I just felt like pointing the people who dont get it a little attention. You know, kinda prove a point. What do people think, not my best... But I thought it was pretty good...