Black Diamonds
He got depressed
The pain had got the best
Of him and his mind
No one knew of his distress
Because he was the best
At hiding things
He chose the blade and then gently caressed
The veins in his arms
Before him was the final test
One stroke of the blade would put his pain to final rest
But he didn't...
Throughout my life I've been looking for answers
I'm interested in finer things, not the jewels and glamour
Weakness ain't in my favor
It is a seed, but my mind is infertile
They told me to seize the day
I said "I can't I am nocturnal"
Caesar said I came, I saw, I conquered
Well, I tripped, I wept, I stood, I blossomed
I recommend they invest
In the people with minds grotesque
Cause American College Tests
Just ain't cutting it anymore for the gifted
We fell, we need to be lifted
My art form will not be shifted
To a life where living is scripted
I'm a man with the heart of a lion
In my ignorance, my mind wizened
To dove on the brinks of horizons
I'll gleam in the light like black diamonds
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