Reality

 
I'm trying to be the best that I can be
struggling to survive
Express my self with my pen I feel so free
Get to flee the realitys in life like dem air strikez
Others release by chaining them selfs to trees like a lockbite
I rather write and gather my thoughts thats my insight
Don't want to lose it watching wars its a huge fight
Igniting into wild fires, petrol buyers and land destroyers
Feeding there desires 2 take them higher
Then they retire old and unable 2 admire der paper stackz
I wonder if they require packs of sleeping pillz
To numb there guilt
Or r they built out of greed
Doing anything to fulfil there need's
Rest in peace to all the innocent seed's
Bleeding in the street's
Before they even learn to read
Indeed you commited a great crime to succeed
I guess you dont believe
Evil deed's will lead you astray
This worldly play will end
Its true wot i say
But you obey the devil
Hoping he take's you to another level
In status and rankingz is where you settle
As A gentleman I might not be able
To stop your oppression
Let it be known, here's A lesson
The confessions within the message
First session second passage