All these faces, none familair.
Strangest places feel like home.
Around a thousand people alone when I roam.
Talk too much still silent to all.
If you walked in my shoes you would ask how I did it for so long,
Staring at the ground 'cause I lived in da stars,
Shooting in da sky Milky Way's one hell of a ride.
Orion's belt doesn't fit my waist-
Always fit in but I always stood out.
Enemies are friends and haters are fans.
Wish I was talking backwards, but this is what my life's really about.
A moment of my thoughts is a lifetime for some.
A moment in my world is worse than Russian roulette with five guns.

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I am just a guy from Paterson, NJ who has been through everything you can imagine. Without God, my kids, and my faith, I would not be able to live the way I do. My mother raised me and my two brothers in a one-bedroom apartment while on welfare. We were poor and it was extremely hard, but I got through it all and have some great kids. This is why I write my poetry-to show them that through imagination, dreams, and faith, anything is possible.