by Stevens Cadet
I told myself, that it's beyond this day
Send my mom the happy birthdays
For my mental place
Can't help but appreciate
The ones that stayed through all the bullshit I had gave
Maybe it's cause I'm a Leo,
Can't be tamed
Ink seeming through my veins
Wisdom closer to the range....
of a plot
Drive a lot,
no this stick shift
Couldn't stall my daily log
When I told the world my mind runs a minute
But I walked this path
Only so the ones in the beginning could bare witness
Jehovah scriptures became encoded in my vision
Still wondering the view Stevie's glasses gives in....
dark days during a cerebral spark
that help me link the thoughts
Of poetic minds never too far apart
from what I mention
See my pen became the frosting
Ink the wax
So yearly songs sung resembled plaques
Of my evolution
Every candle a resolution
To my vision of the progress through
my years if those words were confusing.
Overusing what I overdosed
Through growth
Poetic words brought out my soul
So when you see the words I form
know that I never will conform
Individually, was why I was heaven born
Yet I'm on
the concept of a wondering mind
that can defined
Of speaking beyond the blinds of my eyes
But what I've seen through the 20 years
Of my life
****Happy Birthday to me
Send my mom the happy birthdays
For my mental place
Can't help but appreciate
The ones that stayed through all the bullshit I had gave
Maybe it's cause I'm a Leo,
Can't be tamed
Ink seeming through my veins
Wisdom closer to the range....
of a plot
Drive a lot,
no this stick shift
Couldn't stall my daily log
When I told the world my mind runs a minute
But I walked this path
Only so the ones in the beginning could bare witness
Jehovah scriptures became encoded in my vision
Still wondering the view Stevie's glasses gives in....
dark days during a cerebral spark
that help me link the thoughts
Of poetic minds never too far apart
from what I mention
See my pen became the frosting
Ink the wax
So yearly songs sung resembled plaques
Of my evolution
Every candle a resolution
To my vision of the progress through
my years if those words were confusing.
Overusing what I overdosed
Through growth
Poetic words brought out my soul
So when you see the words I form
know that I never will conform
Individually, was why I was heaven born
Yet I'm on
the concept of a wondering mind
that can defined
Of speaking beyond the blinds of my eyes
But what I've seen through the 20 years
Of my life
****Happy Birthday to me
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Last updated September 11, 2015