You could tell it was her first time
The way that she rhymed, ended each line
Bendin' the vibe on the black divide
I knew why she cried.
Cuz she died inside with each breath
Bringing back to life emotions that need rest
She's blessed, but shed rather take a recess
Being a poet, she didnt know that there would be stress
She guessed, but now her surety failed her
As if the words mutiny and scrutiny ailed her
Paled, her loss of breath made me hail her
Distorted laughs alongst the feelings that assailed her
And then,
With no notes, she sang' what she wrote,
Hook, line, and sink her, boomeranged what she hoped
Letters sent to JAIL and convicted, I took notes
Looked in my direction, my reflection on her nose
Those who heard through the applause heard her speach
To a boy she didnt know, but gave her somethin' to preach
"Whats your name" she mouthed, clouded, she beseeched
I never told her; Nameless souls are always best to teach.
thank u sweety
