Life became dark
Spirits speak of wisdom
But as knowledge is gained
People believe less in others
To focus on another but not their own
My mind was lost
So, I drifted as Nate
Taught a man to fish
But had my own plate
Looked at fake
looked at real
No will but the will to live
I put my hope into the wishing well
So, I became hopeless in others
Guide to my own path
But took two roads
School and street
which could I take besides both
Other looked at me as a child
And only saw hate in me
But only a couple of people believed in him
And saw a good soul that was torched
Scars on my hands and face
Felt no love from other\'s
The middle road no one but I could see
So, they called me blind soul
When in reality I was the only open mind
On earth as if I was never birthed
No mother or father Brothers die
Sister\'s cry but move on with their life\'s
In a cold world with open ears and open soul
No heart but no fear
No hate for others
Never let someone down
Every time I was let down
He bottled it up
No thrown or crown
No king is real
Besides mind own mind
So, I drift through my mind
As they called me brittle
I always stood tall even with a loss
They called me insane
But I learned to maintain
Close to the end of the road
At the end was a light
My laughter rang out
Even though my journey was still long
I survived after all