you see my soul through my writings/ from the joy of reclaiming myself, to the hurt that caused me to lose myself/ i hide nothing from the public/ I'm not scared to speak about the subjects that effect me on a daily basis/ from physical entities to emotions that are faceless/ I put pen to paper, fingers to keys, and on occasion recite a prayer on my knees/ the reason I'm free is because I know no person on earth has the right to judge me/ and if they do, they are a damn fool/ jealous that I haven't forgotten the Golden Rule/ and like that rule I am Golden because I haven't forgotten that we are all Golden/ I can see through the tarnished you and not pass judgement on the outer you/ I can see through your down trodden state of mind and tell you that I believe in you/ I can cut through that steel exterior and and expose the fact you project that because you may feel inferior/ what I write may not be fact/ but that's not why I express myself so freely/ I do so because I'm not scared to express the honesty that many so clearly lack/ I'm not scared to catch some flack because I believe in me and I have my own back