cleared my mind knowing my 3rd eye
All the time I stand out
But I stand in
3rd eye
Its hard to hide
its all natural; being always right on time
Seeing through people know who real and who's not
I feel the future its a crime
please don't call my physic its not my type
I just know what I feel all the time
Sharing this energy is too much
Rolling haze to fix my craziness
But that's the time I see clearly
Reading all the signs
Future sh*t
its real alright
I told yea I'm not your kind
a breed to feed
too advance for the concept
yea think I weird anyways
but well keep it that way
Its too much
living this high
being the 3rd eye
👁 2💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.