LIFE OF POETIC STYLEZ

Windows To The Soul

Can you see me for what I truly am in the depths of my life
No one knows what goes on in my mind each and every night
The day brings me a battle that it seems that only I can fight
I try and hold onto the things that help me to live out whats right
I don't know how this day is going to turn out you see
Man I have to be careful that I don't release all of the enemies in me

Tomorrow may bring about something that is so much more than yesterday
Still something inside of me is speaking about my need to pray
What will I say and where do I even begin to look for a start
I feel like a puppet on strings as if something is going to tear  me apart
I search down inside of me to try and see what life will be like anew
What is it that is killing me inside making me feel oh so blue

I don't know what it could be seeing that my life seems to be alright
But here comes one of those thoughts,gotta go,time to fight
What do you want this time around as I stare down the evil thought
Hoping that I will not go down in a fight all for nought
I have to get myself together so that I can make it through this day
Here comes that voice again telling me that I need to pray

I run to go and look at myself in the mirror to see what I can see
Some crazy looking dude is making some faces right back at me
Man what the hell is going on as I look into the deep brown holes
I have come to realize that I have entered the windows of the soul

I can see what is going on inside of me
Tell me can you look into my eyes and see what I see
Do you even know what this life of mine will one day unfold
Yeah you keep on looking so that you can get into the windows of the soul

I feel like a part of me has died inside and I am ready to go and hide
No need to run as I tell myself, for you can one day come back alive
You see I know that all things in this life are not what they should be
I have to tell you though that damage has been done to you and me
You will now look at your life and begin to see what I now see
Realize that you can become a better you in your family tree

I was look upon as the one who was rottend to the core
It's all good though as I will show all what I have in store  
No one can bring me down in anyway form or fashion
I just have to sit back sometimes as I often begin by laughin
Laughin at how someone spends their day on so many evil thoughts for me
I will not be stopped for I am strong and this is my destiny

I have been around this block before and life will go onto a new level
So go ahead and forget about burying me and put away the shovel
For I have to give so much to this world as my story is being told
Live your life to the fullest and look into the Windows To The Soul




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