It Started With Hate, And Ended Up Being A Passion.

I was one of those kids who used to get pushed around.
Every day I would meet the ground,
And the bullies would gather around me to hound.
Let the frustration build up,
Until one day I went nuts, and kicked a bully in the nuts.
Gave em all back the pain they gave to me,
Rage unleashed, it was the beast in me.
I had to put down my evil thoughts into lyrics,

Parents got so scared they started praying to the holy spirit!

I wrote pages and pages about killin'!
I wanted to be the next psycho, bad guy villain!
All I could think about was producing some pain,
It was as if insanity itself was injected in my veins.
And it figures that no one understood.
When I said "I might cut a motherfucka!", I had to knock on wood.
I just wanted a place that I could be,
So I took a pen to the paper and crafted a heaven for me.
Worked out the kinks and sidetracks of murder,
Found my soul became much purer.
I didn't want to hurt no one in the first place,
I just wanted those a******s to stay out my face.
And I found my place of sanctuary,
Whenever I want to go back, I just get my pencil lead ready.

I write and write until everything seems clear...

I write until I get rid of fears...

And I still scribble to vent frustration,

But now I jot more about the wrongs of our nation.

But best of all, I rhyme to feel alright,

Cause it makes me feel good and gives me insight.

Reviews

[Legion]

I am glad you found that outlet. Very theraputic for some. I like this piece. Gives great insight into the mind of one that was pushed to the edge but found their way back. Kudos.