A Somebody Something
I was once trapped in the many past wrongs now days I'm doing what it takes for a better life in the very few rights.
Im writing through these violent dark hard days while thinking life thoughts in the easy peaceful bright nights.
I search for hope of something living in this despair of nothingness looking for a past future unknown in the mind's sight.
I see what I see in my purpose of my own destiny.
I'm walking incarcerated while my mind is running free.
So I am told I will be a nobody like many who never amount to nothing
I am told I got no where to hide after all that wasted running
But as inmate I know when I get out I will be A SOMEBODY SOMETHING.
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