My mind overwhelms me,
Four corners confine my body while my body entraps my spirit
I wish to be free, but freedom is like love
A treasure at seas bottom
Sought after but seldom found
Thought of but rarely expressed
Hidden but in plain sight
But what is freedom?
The condition of being free, the power to act, speak, or think without externally imposed restraints
So in actuality we are all slaves, but to whom?
My mind overwhelms me,
Im am no womanizer, but i do tend to break hearts
When her eyes look into mine the affliction starts
Accelerating at a fast rate only to crash head on
I look at our love to see if it still exist
non responsive, another fatal attraction.
I morn for a season, but yet again i look into anothers eyes
Praying for genuine love that consumes me & never dies
But lets be real, these niggas more concerned about material items
Postin pics on ig hopein a shallow individual like em
I wish i knew her before she devalued her worth
Made in Gods image buh came from the earth
As our bodies intertwine she hopes to captivate my heart
But anything of high value wouldn't be so easy to bag and place in my cart
And as she embraces me i kno these feelings are rushed & only temporary
Im on a conquest for something real, so they label me a visionary
My mind overwhelms me.
--McCullin Ray II
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