Creative as the tongue moves sound.
Bouncing syllables tucking in nouns.
The mind wants outcrop be known.
The war is won here as the kingdoms been over thrown.
Freeing self from spinning thoughts clearly corrupt.
Pushing society out to think jus before the expression of luv.
Time I am n have become.
At one with letters finding in whom I truly feel.
Within the unseen opened up n unafraid of what's reals.
Shooting line after line in rhythm of words dancing in the presence.
So eyes can make nookie to the curvage of courage to admit what's overly intense.
Callin out thoughts to reach from behind the tone.
Accepting the difference of me as I for I've found a way to return home.
Unleashing common sense with a level head.
Knowing I was to once one of the walkin dead.
Mixed up in a selfish world pointing fingers unknowingly at the mirrors limit.
Yet I managed a way to fix it.
Through the structure of my own existence life is here.
In my moment to enjoy what it is people are trained to fear.
Corrected words form to lend myself and an