Forgetting Who I Am

I know you don’t know me..  But i had to write you. You see, i have watched you and listened to you for years.  I must say, you amaze me. I know there are so many critics who wanted to see you fail. So many people trying to take you down and take a big chunk of your money in the process. But you stayed tall… you flew straight, well about as straight as one can fly in your position. I saw you take all that hatred and all the bull shit you were going through and you put it into a sweet poem that touched my ears. A lonely kid hailing from the religious state listening to your “devil music” and it touched my heart. I don’t think you’re the devil, i don’t think you’re a bad person. i do think that people who say such lies are cowards who are afraid of whats different. I mean, its not everyday a white kid comes out of detroit and makes such an impact on the music industry. You are the only legend thats alive, and i praise you for that. I can’t tell you how many times i listend to your cd, over and over and over again. Listening to all the lyrics, trying to hear EXACTLY what you wanted to say. You are such an artist… i can’t imagine even having half your talent. This letter may never see your eyes. I may never even hear you speak another lyric again in my life. But i’m telling you, that just incase you do ever read this. Thank you. Thank you so much for getting me through so many times. I know my friends and family are reading this thinking i’m crazy. But seriously i don’t know how many times i’d throw on your cd and be inspired to write. I started writing my own stuff for two reasons… one was blood related and he’s always been an example. The other came through envy and inspiration of your words.
I hear that you won’t come back.. i hear that you are out of the game. Well… i wish you wouldn’t go. I wish you could stay around and tell everyone else that writing a song shouldn’t be about how expensive your car is or what kind of watch you have. but instead it should be a personal approach.. something you hold dear… something meaningful. You honestly are one of the only poets left… please don’t leave us… but… i guess if you have to go… take with you this thanks i offer. your words from your world have helped me more than you will ever know.