Fourth year still tryna adjust
i find the more i try ta change
the more i wont budge
tryna find a foothold
but m kneedeep in this sludge
this world,im done tryna judge
people sweeter than fudge
some closer than blood,
relations,but soon as our back's turned
they show their *TRUE BLOOD
too immersed in this bloodthirst
usin knives carved from words
was a naive,heart of love
till my mind called your bluff
sometimes you need an arm to clutch
like feel that warmth of touch
not amorous,shit's far from lust
cos for what it's worth
you realize this world,
aint worth your while
cos people covered in facades
n you find your feelings,are one sided
somethin like love at first sight
cos you don really get to know em
your best of friends will 'do a shogun'
your 'partner' will do you like 'hogan'
hell yeah i'm frozen,
but cold world n wind's blowin
windbreaker's notepad,
n thermometer's my ball pen
cos it tells me that i'm HOT
n i turn to it when im sickened
not lyrically,
but from the shit that i witness
not carvin a niche,
this is my existence
cos a writer's thoughts
r really a glitch in the matrix
n his teardrops,is the ink in his pages
he's breathin rhymes,
his ears inhale n he exhales from his hands
he writes with n to his best friend-
his 'pen pal'
me i aint that complex,man
i keep it simple
keep shit in my head n
act like a thoughtless man
look at the world like a spotless scam
cos me,i am an exception
friendship is deception
caz on doin an assessment
i found their emotions
were MY OWN PERCEPTIONS
**fading out**
n shit was a turn off
like cold water on erections
fake laughs,
i feel like a voter at elections
**fades out**
*True blood~that HBO vampire series...here means...bloodsuckin backstabbers
**HULK HOGAN's wife cheated on him :)
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