Please, some of you catch some of the metaphors...
I Feel...
Insignificent to my surroundings
Evolution around me..
Yet im still standing still
I Am...
A picture in a picture priceless in value
Picasso views from the clouds..
Still wondering what colours to use
I Need...
To consider my actions before the past swallows them
To prevent my imagination..
Taking control and creating an exhibition
I Am...
Denied the freedom to find my true meaning
But i concede..
Thats one thing i may never achieve
I See...
My personality seeping through my younger sister
Keep thinking..
Will she have the same insecurities as me when shes older
I Am...
A contradiction of the values i preach
But shouldnt my beliefs..
Be recycled through me?
I Know...
Its a matter of time till i find more incosisticies in my design
But im lucky..
Cos the only ghetto i can relate to is my mind