ELI

Analyzing the world. Fantasizing about girls . Losing track of the time. This liquor play with my mind. Weed lower my eyes, Promised I'd quit last time. But the pressure to fit inside,  got me on a rapid decline. Look mama im older, And The world only gets colder. Half my race is getting sentenced, No periods, running over. They killing over some shoes, Got mommas crying on shoulders. Got daddy running around, Man he's nowhere to be found. Going down... Down like the trees out in OKC. I must say "rest in peace", To the ones that are deceased. That's my brothers; quamere & tevin, and Greg - see you in heaven... Fingers crossed, Hope I get there. Cause my life ain't living right, hardly, be in the church on Sunday, Monday through Friday be at parties. And I know it ain't right, But I'm caught in this life. Purple Weed play with my mind. Sprite & Liquor play with my sight, Can...

  He told her not to move, But she rose. He wrote her down in history with his bitter, twisted lies. He treated her like dirt, and was never there when she hurt or she cried. She was like his personal punching bag. She often wondered if he liked black & blue eyes. No contact, for weeks he would push her to the side. Treat her like dirt, but like dust, still she'd rise. "Does my sassiness offend you?" She quoted Ms. Angelou. He kicked her to the ground, And laughed at her frown.  Took her away from the moon, and the sun.  Her life was low & high tides. But he never took her sense of pride, And still, she'd rise. "Do you want to see me broken? Bowed head & lowered eyes?" She cries. Weakened by tears, but strengthened by God. Still, she'd rise. His disdainment comes as no surprise. She only wishes he would've been honest. Before they first locked eyes. H...