Introduction

Since a young adolescent rebelling against oppression
My perception manifests from decided misdirection
The heavens did not sway me left amongst the masses
Blinded by the innocence strength from the ashes
Caught in loss so lost within the island
No John Locke still locked within the silence
Screams at night still bug my mornings
We seem alright but stuck in mournings
Midnight brawls turned daytime drama
Addictive prescriptions pre-scripted for ya mama
Still mistreated misjudged misled through the fiction
Glued to the news using the same old depiction
Deprived by depraved stuck in old ways
Stuck in the mud color my blood is these days
In due time the prime will be unveiled
To soon fly up high through the hail
Hail to the most high uphold the true and just
Lust for a love like a bruise and the crutch
Cut from the bunch sever the severity
Time is of the essence in the air so airily
Kingdoms crash as the rain subsides
Freedom frees us from the pain inside
Take off on my own let the journey commence
Every beginning must come to an end