This morning I woke up to it from another dream I sat up alone in my palace Drenched in both sweat My blood shut eyes were exposed by the sun raze and being that I was alone I was all exposed to miself The silence that was going in mi head As I stepped out on the city Qua there was a time when nobody believed in me I always knew to look above it and now Im looking above them I want them to know about the struggle the hustle and what do they know about adversities anyways YA I COME FROM THE SLUMS BUT SO WHAT I COULD REPEAT IT TO U A HUNDRED TIMES IF I WANT I COULD WROTE IT IN A LETTER BUT NOTHING WILL LET U KNOW IM Marshadric Spencer MORE THAN MY COLD SILENCE. I CANT HELP THAT AM TRY 2 BE THE GREATEST THATS Y GOD PUT ME HERE FOR AND LIKE THAT AM GONE!!!!!!!!
Posted on: Sat, 26 Oct 2013 18:13:54 +0000
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