High state of mind
High state of mind
By Nate kemp
I once use to be illiterate so I grabbed my pad and pen and wrote...words yep now im killing it...
Memorabilia hemophilia got a blood disorder beat me I won't remember it cuz I'm not feeling ya....
I'm sleeping head on my pillow in my mind im peeping...
I hide under my covers to hide from my demons...
Cuz if I got from under my covers this safety would be gone and I'd be residing within my demons...
Reality is not really real it can always be recrafted mastered and turned on a wheel...
So think about life and go to the store and buy life...
U see life can be bought but only at a cost of which we can never afford...
The rich live on forever America but think about it wat about the poor...
Love is evil to live in if love is shoved it just evolves...
So then I ask myself what is it that I truly love...
If in fact do I love anything at all...
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