im sorry
for the selfich manner in which i utilize this forum
i post my poems in my moments of boredom
what i did not realize however, was the enjoyment i would feel for the endeavor
i am a poet, i need to dedicate myself to episodic
series of poetically inflected messages
before my skillls are resigned as vestiges
my mind is ignited i can no longer fight it or divide it, between truly inspired poetry and improper uses in battles and open mics
im not an underdeveloped rapper
im a street poet, yet i rock the ghetto blaster
i can tell stories from the beast's belly
without being sing songy, like a track from nelly
wait a min, im sing songy songy now, im wishy washy and fluffy
fuck's wrong wit me
i have a disease
i can't define my writings so i come to you poets in need
Twizted angel, the devil's missing angel and all thsoe who read me
Tell me what should i do, remain true to rap and join a crew
or should i spend time reflecting on life interpreting my sight, and posting a poem every night
i don't know
i dont flow
got no dough
i need a home
right now i roam
where should be my home

forgive me for double posting

below is my influence for poetry and rap

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