La Mestiza

Endless tiring struggle to find the grays
Between the black and white
Examine
your heart leads each time new
Searching for a nest to sit your belief between
chaos
Losing in search and assemble, and assemble one of your own

Blessed
will be the ones who
Deal with each eye new
For they have no dogmas
To
lay their heads onto

You’re eyes searching flags of fighting for others
On
my front, in my words
But I was too busy
In battles of my own against
everyday
I could never be back for no one
And no one could be my own

You
see my duality as ugliness
I see it as beauty
Between all chaos is where I
find my peace
It’s my way to handle everyday
Between all grays
Is where
I
Lay my head at night
I could never devote
To one but all

Blessed will
be the ones who
Deal with each eye new
For they have no dogmas
To lay
their heads onto

I could never hide behind no patches
Cause none never fit

Few are the words
I could hold
My grip onto
And the burden is tiring
But
it’s a fight I can’t turn my back onto
Cannot afford to be recoiled
By
titles
Always been the understanding
But never been understood

Break all
the frames
Accept all the grays
Cause between ashes
Is where gold
hides
Where gold hides