Sticks and stones can break me apart |
Before you can heal, you have to hurt |
Smile at ur enemies. it'll piss em off. |
Don't try to define me until you can define yourself. |
If you fight fire with fire, pretty soon all your bridges will be burned down. |
People are like sponges; they can only take in so much before they spill |
My eyes are fine. it's my reality that needs to get checked. |
If ur trippin, then hunny, trip ur way over to me. |
My poems are like pennies. everybody has em, and nobody wants em! |
I hate my past, fear my future, and don't understand the present...what time period should i live in?! |