Backwards
Your words took the breath out of me
Made me realize
Gave me anxiety
Brought me back to reality
That I need to make changes
I feel like a stranger in strange places
I realize my misjudgement
How I treated you with words unfairly
Now I see things more clearly
I'm a poet
Some say a rapper with a pen
All I know
Is I won't make that mistake again
Sometimes I feel backwards
Like Kris Kross in the early nineties
So many things remind me
If who I was at one time
Chaotic mess
Chaotic mind
Now I'm searching for peace of mind
But every moment I find
I'm one step closer to greatness
Without this pen I feel naked
Stripped of everything I am
Maybe others can understand
What it's like to be different
I'm different and that's okay
Cause everyday
I'm changing constantly
When I look in the mirror I see
A driven mind
Copyright © Dennis Baze | Year Posted 2015
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