thoughts unto each other

Your face made me throw down not up, up like a mountaintop and like a climber that got confused and decided to just go with the flow, toilet only flows one way like me and my sexual orientaion, right not wrong, fine not ill, white not aqua, simple not complex and trying hard to forget that once i was a simple peasant whom turned fields for a master and died being a slave to anothers will, kind of like music on the radio now, wanna throwup a song that maybe will decide that each will be better than the one before and that once it was read will change the world or at least one kid that doesnt take his life but rather wants more and trys harder to evolve into a mindset that is less death and prolife...think more less of the one