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Heal


Law abiding citizenship has cryptic influences Illusion of self medication Hallucinations follow the above mentioned Feeling heart and homeless At least the government are doing things about it Fact facing no judgements Problems are my emotions flowing Reason being I'm too sensitive to insensitivity No shortage of dry tears for me Wanna fly but they clipped my wings Before i ODed the hospital wouldn't take me in Was wrong to treat women as flings The province trying to fight Covid-19 The worlds burning We need to stop it churning Like thoughts darkening Self harm harmless it doesn't hurt me I've tried it but substance abuse key Are we truly free mentally Or does society dictate its imagery Yes for certain it controls what we see Consume and read The world around me is changing Now that's not demonically Like most of my community thinks of me I'm human too honestly And shame on you for down playing my modesty There are heinous acts of crime in the streets And day clinics filled with patients with TB While you're all spending money adjusting my TV So i can see something i know doesn't suit me Like a briefcase that's underweight Undiminished intellectual Never perpetual No pet unless I'm on medical Aids get paid to show me the straight and narrow But fuck that I'm gay or bi depends on who's eyes i gaze into Wearing a poncho to walk in the rain Love it when water touches my veins Feel at peace and it washes away my minds pain Like wet paint drying on a hot summers day Everyday difference in flavour and taste Maybe it's my boding aging in grace Was a pessimist now I've got to look at the bright side of space In time you'll hear my tail It's cooking up nee the windowsill Will i ever uncover a vail Will i ever be set up to fail All necessary scary questions to as as a Public Relations Professional Nailed to the wall like pin the tail On the Tahir because he's work ethic hardening Never call me lazy when I'm on medication Cause then you know my mind vacant Vibrance shining showing potential i haven't in a while did I was a wild kid I've matured and yes we all got baggage and i choose to carry mine Uplifting my self image self recovery has never felt this fine If you say i dissatisfied my parents that's a lie I'm truly the only apple on a dell in their eyes And it's fucked up I find "my mind shines even when my thoughts seem dark" - Weezy Leaves from the camel classic smoke Had to switch over to hand rolled tobacco Madrid and Barcelona el classico All the vermin must go Spirits and ghosts in my home Haunted like a dead kings throne
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Mohamed Tahir

I'm a 20 year old interested in art, music philosophy and poetry.

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