bounded so tight by bonds of a different century, i couldn't think straight before i entered this penitentiary. I couldn't see the grace and God's wisdom in front of me, I could only see the grave the people planted for me. Sweet emotion was dripped into bitter devotion, and i sank into what seemed like nothing but uttered commotion. Because when the lies are torn apart by so many lies and the right are left, life has been a victim of theft. But no not only will blood be shed by thyself, but also thy will weep within thy self. The nights i am left alone to weep and scream in silence, the characters in my mind begin to riot. Im not alone, no there is others, we all share the same covet. the abilty to make my own success and shatter the glass shackless, leaving us with all sincerity and a cackle. Dropping rhe piece of crape on my face, and and show my true color, not just my race. Im changing into not just another black butterfly, but a immensing, blinding twinkle beyond the skies. I am more than a dark mind, human flesh wounded me up, now its time to unwind. Take it or leave it, We may not be meant until the heavens, but lets make now our temporary forever.

-Kia