The Rise of the Disc and the Eye,
both driven by each other but neither asking why...
This poem is a collaboration with my sister...
What is this i feel.
what is this inside...
Have u ever wished upon a star
have u ever been in love...
Whats left of me,
Is an empty shell...
She walks slowly,
Down the long hallways...
I cant believe white people think they are...
It’s all okay
I don’t want you...
I see the sun, rise and fall proclaiming the day,
but still I have to lie here and stay...
**This is very long but please if you read this...
The pressure was unbelievable today...
(Me, Myself and Eye is about my line manager at...
I went up to London with my Bob last week...
Its such a special thing.
Its not jus bout saying...