Just the other night
Colorful stones laid orderly in between the arcade. Miles away, I sensed war- Yes! I was kinda afraid. Naked, invaded with the past
My smile becomes filthy in the dust
I demanded answers
I was at the edge of losing my past
My Tiny little rankles spotted a good home,
My mirror does not accept rubies
Honestly"Failure" is like dancing with a swarm of new-bees
Im Fighting demons under the bed
I don't need goggles, I got Crocodile symptoms from my heavenly Dad.
My mind got scars from being too rude
Minding my business with success coming soon
"STOP BEING TOO INSINCERE"