Def Jam

My very very first poem written in facebook then transferred to blogger.

What's real.

Once I met myself, a little boy down the street of whoknowswhere.
Lost in the middle of the crowd, searching for the meaning of whats real.
Inside the mind of an empty shell that brings the reality of an intellectual.
Hidden beneath the embedded wall of pride, through the society of recklessness
And abundance of abusive reputations, right between the insecure lies
And the mentality of victimized addictions, In front of the population's Chameleon nature; fit in and hide or stand out and die and right below the alleyways of anxiety and the easy negativity of thoughts.
Is the glimpse of what is real. The living truth. The caption is 'The Champion'.
And the legend feel, to stand out without the aggravation of other people's opinions.
The reputation of a god walking through the path of dead consciousness
But only the living egotistical pride of knowing that one is beyond its measure of independence and awesomeness.
To be true to yourself and not let others or anything else bring you below the expected function of one self.

The champion.
Julius Caesar, Winston Churchill, Albert Einstein, Picasso, Leonardo Da Vinci.
Next one should be your name.