I feel all dis power,&
I feel all dis power,
But one touch an I'll fall down like a broken tower,
At first I was closed up den I blossemed like a flower,
Doin weekly prayers like I'm a pastor,
Walkin thru everything,
But now im locked in a room without any doors,
A house without floors,
A school without whores,
Shoppin without the stores,
A beach without the shores,
I feel like I'm always missin sum,
Like a gun without the bullets,
Joe Dirt without the mullet,
This poem is about:
Me