The whiper

 A poem by ME
Beyond what people see lays  a stranger underneath. Not knowing who is he is or where he's going to be, still walking on 2 feet. Carrying the weight of sin. Scorned by beauty lies and deciet. And still fails at trying to percieve to understand the world at his feet. But from peripheral seeing those trying creep. Saying to myself who can that be? Maybe the devil after me. Am already broken and damaged good what does he want from me. It whisper... Your a man full of potential,persistant impeccable  your more than incredible your strength if you knew it no one can mess with you. Your mind is astonishing.  Your a fighter so get up and grab life so you can see where you gotta be. The person you are now is not who you ment to be. Believe in yourself and never look down. F*** it. While am saying this don't bother to look back because the old you just got left  behind.  
Listen to me walk straight and follow your path to many turn the old you may come to pass. To keep you from greatness and joy.  He's ready to fight because opposes what you adorns. Don't be defeat by yourself  move him out the way because after fight is over you will see the light of day.