Philosopher

Philosopher

You a
innocent lad

The love
of your
family n
friends

They shield
you from
the harsh
heat

Of the
wicked man

Tryin to
take you
into a
hole

Innocence of
curd in
you

The man
in you

Molding
into a
fine young
woman

You develop
into a
fine thinker

Shyin away
from the
glamour

Into the
deep recesses
of loneliness

The lights
scare you

Dwelvin deeper
into your
soul

A few
decades pass
by

You cross
a street

The book
of a
philosopher

On the
shelf of
a store

Caution: This might be all theory

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