In This Spot

I'm breaking Loosing face My mask about to break away I'm crying They can't see I'm dieing They say it can't be I'm not lying Not in words Writing It's my world When they take Everything from me I still have words to set me free I can still sing I can rap or rhyme I still have whats truly mine When I'm dieing When I fell my heart break My hands get stained In constant black and gray It's all I have To my little world Where I forsake Every boy and girl Where I loose breath Merely at thought Where I rock In this very spot Another one written in 2nd block