Graffiti


Graffiti speeks out.It speeks blod.It quots feelings and hopes.Its options and ideas.Its sillyness.Its nothing but desings.Its nothing yet something.Symbols and gangs.Its people, its a place.Its a thing ,its a job . Its the evey day light.Its a way of speech.Its a freedom , its a jail.Its a dream , its a seson.Graffiti is nothing more than a human being , it has feeling ,life ,reson, color,like ,dislike, and everything in between.It speeks for the soul , but hears through the eyes.Graffiti is our way of life.