Memorable Posted April 27, 2004 You do not understand me and dare not try. I confuse you a bit but you don't know why. I seem so happy..."How can that be?" my image is shown as oppressed on t.v. All you've been taught was so real to you; I am proving different..."Now what to do?" Do you keep believing in that image you "knew" or try to understand this from my view? I am sane, I have a mind and please don't call me weak. I live and love, laugh and cry and am allowed to speak. I think for myself, reason and rhyme and am far from being oppressed But you're so quick to think that of me simply by how I'm dressed. This is my choice, my own free will that's why I dress as you see; so before you judge by what you "knew", come and talk to me. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Benevolent_ Beauty Posted April 30, 2004 Wow..ma'shallah..datz a NICE poem...thanx 4 sharing. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
DeadlyVision Posted May 5, 2004 Understand me...feeling it -B-... Am Very chillin' piece-can't help but Ama Hollar*a*twisted*verse-hereGoes .... Death from the weakness only the weak dies- Survival of the fitest only the strongest survive- Opened my eyes~ even my closest came as a surprise- Flip it, I skip it keep away from your compermise- Get u in physical form while u verbalize- 2Bcontinued.... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
