breath

tears all gone

heart beating steadily now

my mind is blank

my head stopped spinning

you'r winning

i can take it.. like ive always have

since mama fortune put me for adoption years before

ive never flinched from a hurracain

or ran away from a storm

taking blows is my norm

well look at it this way

if i take everything now

i wont deserve anything later

why sadness...why feel

cold as an iceberg...hard as steel

leave me alone

dont rock my boat

i still can breath

theres still fire within the decendant of Hatshepsut

crouching now...awaiting a new persuit

P.S: Bob Marely is tha maan