BURDENS//

Learning to curve My burdens,  
burning the herb Is worthless,
When turning my nerves the verdict,
Searching the earth for purpose,
Versions of me are buried,
Only my truth will flourish,  
Lonely wit blues for certain,  
Homies determined to turn My words to courage,  
But Toning my verbs to nervous,
cause Only my hurt has worsened,  
Learning to merge my worth  
With dirt  
know me as worthless sure ya heard of perfect, but
Do you acknowledge it,
Do you want homicide?,
Are ya mommies boy?,
Or Do you wear camouflage...