Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Runaway By Bo-Edward Lawrence


They never accept you for you, they always want you to be equal.
I hate people, I HATE people !!!
they abuse me in every way that is legal.
I know you hate the way i look, talk, and act, but you compliment me to stay peaceful.
I know you want me to be more STRONG minded, so if I cap lead in my cerebral.
would that make me more accepted or make my thoughts more evil and lethal.
I tell her don't wait up, straight up!
these street lights get dim at night because a story is about to be told
these nights get cold.
everyone wants to be noticed in a world where no one appreciates a good soul.
Do you judge someone for only what they show?
I'm a diamond in a dark space surrounded by rhinestones.
Everyone claims and wants a "real" nigga? but a "real" nigga never can grasp the ropes 
and only knows real lies because when it comes to the truth they seem to get tongue tied. 
My life is a combination of combinations. . what is the code?
My mind is a deep conversations sparked from a conversation. . what is the dialect?
I apologize for my thoughts 
I'm just painting Mona Lisa with my soul using the world as my canvas.

-Bo-Edward Lawrence

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