What I'M Full Of
I'm fill with passion,
Because as a human being I'm one of God creation.
But why do I need to carry a gun for protection.
Why I'm I being judge for lack of communication.
Why is the judge trying to throw the book at me.
Is the life I'm living just another bad dream.
Now I'm fill of hate,
Cause everywhere I go I see racism in every state.
Yes we are free but why do I still fell like a slave.
How can we be free while I'm stuck working for minimum wage.
But this could just be another stage,
My reflection is the only one that show me love everyday.
Now I'm confuse cause now I'm full of love.
because the first girl that I fell in love with was as sweet,
As a drove.
I see now that she was a real blessing from up above.
She was a real work of art.
This is what I'm full of,
Passion, hate, and love is what i have for everybody.
Now I know that this world was meant to be,
But I still don't know if this world was meant for me.
written by: Dion A Bess
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Copyright © Dion Bess | Year Posted 2006
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