Just something...What ya think???

Ya tuned into the day in the life and times of this B*tch Sometimes I just feel like givin up and sayin f**k this Sh*t But the Fam wont let me turn away Thank God for these cats that wont let me go astray I pray I try hard to live life to the fullest everyday But I just cant take it sometimes So I sit down,pen and pad and concentrate on these rhymes Im just a college student trying to make it her first year Its hard yall cats just dont hear Im doing good, doing my best, and trying hard not to give up So when im down and out and need somebody to talk to I just lift my head and look up ^^ And I look down, for now, drowning in the sound of rebounding Scratch of the pen, ask for ten crowds loud for the crowning Stuck, found in the lost chasms of syllables... Street prophet so lyrical, hysterical to perform miracles Cut my own umbilical, my prayers sound so biblical Thoughts gone cyclical, i drink sick liqour for this vigor And they call this n*gga mystical, but to some its invisible Impossible to be invincible, the simple say"Youre not invincible" So instead of proving principle...I erase the space Create to delineate, even berate to escape, deface Just to ease hate...I breathe, just to tease fate Lets shock and move the world and tell the rest to please Wait. (hey, be great. - Tres)