Can I breate Or Take a breath? Is my skin so thick That I will stay sic? Throughout time my skin My skin has changed to slightly thin But this pen Keeps The oxygen going for all my kin Rather they be dead w/ lack of knowing how to breathe In the noisy society filled with sin Lies coming right out our teeth. That's why My truth will come out like the cloude in the sky After the evaporation rises To the level of taking a piece of the pie No matter If the atmoshere is filled w/ *hit that don't matter At this current time. Passing then fines w/ now currents For I can see right through Your pool w/ you floating waiting though Dead until I comes w/ the times of these dark currency. *hits made for these pits.