Some how my genetic feeling enters my thought i dont know how but it does does things to my mind to my soul the cemistry developes in my heart between me, my pen and paper everyday that i feel the heat from it warming my fingers burning my pages my genetic thoughts are there not a trace of writers block moves me in to a relief a state of sighs relives my head from these burdens the things that make me... me are no longer my things how can people be so.....???? my mind wonders off my page the page my kenetic energy created friction on creating a hole in my heart genetic? pathetic???? people defintly are i can see that now how can i control these emotions in my heart ???? i get hit to hit back? get slapped slap the bee back how men can be so!!!!!!!!!!!UGH! keep it genetic.... keep ya soul u proclaim so profusly no one knows about your miss carriaged, broken heart and fallen angel of a friend all the know is what u wont tell them so they make up what they want... to either ruin your name or procure u to fame.... genetic soul ya soul got to be feeling down right about now i see u from a far... but your me.... you become womanly when u ask for a hug to be held and to just have some one love you like they should... hold me gen- hold ya head in ya hands cuz ya man is ya pen and paper they cradle ya fighting words and ya soggy tears... genetic keep ya cool they aint worth your cryin _________________________________________ keepin my sainity without a word of it?