i chose Christianity, over profanity
but im still not ***ing happy
im a free spirit trapped in a Pastors kids body
it seems someone ran out of paint while painting my masterpiece
write, eat, sleep, repeat
im so anxious to see where my words will take me
will it make my dreams reality?
will i finally do something to be received my a proud family?
i get on my knees and plead every night
i end up having a great life
~PEACE