"Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted."- Percy Bysshe Shelley
Some wish the worst on me
Take my kindness for weakness, don’t be mislead
Wipe the blood off my face, through it I’ll see
Fuck with me you’ll come to see red
I’m going to be what I’m destined to be
For hate may never come to stop
Push me to the wall, I’ll show you what I be
Knock me down I’ll climb right back to the top
For I see through all the bullshit
That’s been placed within my path
I play it dumb, may not speak on it
Yet test me enough, I’m going to put you on blast
Better watch how you come when you talk to me
Disrespect, I’ll bust you upside your head
Hurt anyone I love
You’re going to wish you were dead
Written By: Gregorio A.”Guardian7Angel” L. Perales
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