Judge me for who I am not wat I wear.

they call me a sinner.

im tattooed

im a dreamer

i wear color eyes

i didn’t know ink and color determining the size of thy heart

Ive been blessed from the start,

i have angel watching over me.

i say angel cause my mother is so true

an angel sent to  guild me to greatness

with every goodnight kiss

i give pray n wish

wish that for all the pain in the world could be pushed upon me

just to see her smile

just to know shes proud of me.

for i can with stand the Heavens and hells.

books don’t have to sell

ill always be here with  you

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