Written by: Darian Brown

How do I feel inside, really?
Avenging your needs, silly?
I don’t gotta kill to be at ease,
But a little pain delivered may appease.
Sometimes I’m mating with confusion
Right or wrong, is it all a delusion?
Potential I have but can they see, 
And feel this heat blazing in me,
No, the answer is no, a to letter
Unappreciation is my medicine, better?