Just a Boy

I feel pain

But my arrogance drives me to the end

I’m ambitious deep with in so

I guess I’m standing tall

With my back against the wall

My black flames never cease to shine

Why? Cause my poetry intertwined in my soul

My voice a black hole

Pulling knowledge from mistakes

No debate I am great

But I’m just a boy waiting to be a man

The hour glass turn

My crown I’m ready to earn

But first I have to learn in order to have a turn

Much Love
Black Flame
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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