Exploding heart

The king of dreams wakes up high
He grows along hitting my eye
He grows along with the sorrow i have
He grows for, he knows am knave.

My position here grows dreaming down
My heart owns a thorn fed crown
Hey men hear me
I write smiles for thee n thee.

It's valor for i write my views
Don't have fed up thoughts for screaming views
I have a heart that's humble and cold
If i can i'll turn the world.

No one gives me a chance to leap
It's sorrow and torture all i reap
To turn the tables i change my line
My words and works will hit your vine!