plea 2 ma life bleary eye i show, how sad it could be, homeless thought, that's one thing that i believe, but ppl know not, ma eye bleedz, when da sun risez sayin cheese, i was blacked eyed, politicianz gotten me, cuz i was a guardian to the black ppl black Union United Black iraq got bombed i was against it, but bush Administration like to imitate the last pop john, but as in the ghetto, drivin ol azz pajero, not knowin 2 reconize the edge we hangin on.......

HOMELESS THOUGHT it's crazy men i feel helpless got out of shape feel like am on a zigzag lane when my mind changes to make a plan i don't know am just writing now maybe it might help maybe not if not? then wat! another plan no wonder they say, life is not fair doctor stay with, but wait, wat is it with me? u prolly thinking am talking to a doctor, but am not, this is just how ma mind work, just like to think and imagin the way thingz r, i hope someone is out there, who can feel me, hope one day to meet, don't mind if it's opposite G.z i hope one day, i will make thru and help those who r willin to do the same too am confused, i got used to the mood, cuz it relax's me about the whole day stress and by then, my mind is jam dat shyt will fak up ma brain, i though i will end up raigun, but then, am trapped like a bird a cage, don't know wat to do anymore, feelin like am all squeezed in, am crayin, inside me, no body sees it, but i do, when da bird is cryin, cryin to go free nobody seez dem, am just like that, the worst of all, am livin in da third world da worst in all, am kind of scared, loughin at the same,cuz, i don't know wat is goin to happen next,, hi, how r u? i like u? wat is it with u? why u ingorin me?? oh, i guess am smellin bad ha? got nasty thingz on ma back, u is lucky, u is got yo dad, i wish i had ma dad hea, so that, he could get the dirt off ma back, yes, i would appreciate that, to GOD for givin me that, and u wouldn't ignore me like that, just a little respect, i prefer that, is all about the homelezz thought,, am writing too much, even da pen, little ink left in it, cuz my thinkin and thought is kinda expression to me, atlast, i thought da pen was bleedin, cuz of how i grap and write..cuz I. believe..HOMELEZZ is THOUGHT..

ramadhaan waanaagsan.... yea u know..i got plans hea in nairobi..is ma first eid in nairobi though. just for a vacation, yea..ain't got all ma shoppin don yet, but i got to buy timbs to much with ma red shirts it will be aight, thousandz on ma pocket, i will be goin to T.O.K concert too..dynk iz goin be funn ou hea though...peace yo'all 1..eid wanaagsan to...to all ma fellaz back in mn...keep yo headz up high...

aLL

hehehe..it's funny somehow..but i came up with a word too. i don't know if it's gonna be two words or so... ISKUWADAJIRNIMADOODA-20.aha...war kaleexo bal.