i'ma burden
i'm hurtin
all these people that i don't mean to
i seem to
always sting anything that i cling to
i've seen you
and you've seen me
walking streets aimlessly
alive or dead to the beats
but immortal to my feet
like nothing can defeat
i've paid the price of life
but lost my reciept
so i continue to write
and right my wrongs
through the use of songs
i stay high
but not through the use of bongs
i sink because i think too long
i cannot shrink, i will be strong
continue to grow like a lawn
i'm mystical like a faun
and i bring light to your life
like i was dawn
i am a spawn
of too much thought process
but i move on and be cautious
of anyone who watches
everyone is faultless
because we always blame something else
that's how things are delt
we don't give a fuck how others felt
i will hold you up like a belt
put us together and we melt
we can use up all our love
then collect dust upon a shelf
something like a memory
a smile is the remedy
a soft slow melody
is constantly rending me
and sending me
to a place i can't stand to be
something no one can hand to me
at least not on purpose
and anything portrayed is frayed
and left worthless
but rhyme is superfluous
you cannot stop the music
set flame to the fools
of that which abuse it
that only proves it
if you get absorbed by the bass
your mind, you cannot find
only because you lose it
and that's why i choose it
because my method stay critical
i'm not being egotistical
my mind stay the reciprocal
of anything that is pitiful
i will stay cynical
because everything is selfish
the only time we want help
is when we feel helpless
i've never felt this
this strange successful feeling
my flesh is only dead
because my thoughts are more appealing
this mental healing
is more than just dealing
it's stealing
and giving satisfaction
that plentiful meals bring
i'm no pinnochio
so i don't feel strings
the only thing i feel
is the attack, set back, by steel things
the sweat, it do reveal things
it perspire and then retire
but returns once again
if you get too close to the fire
but i aspire
to pour water on the flame
and see the smile of a crowd
that is easily entertained
and un-detained
by the media
self educated
without reading encyclopedias
but remains free to such
my life is un-sustained
just like i want
because i think too much
perhaps i drink too much
but that doesn't really matter
i'm a feind of noiseless chatter
i am bold, but not old
like a man with a small blatter
no one knows what i am after
and i don't know what i'm before
i love hearing the bass hit
like gravity against the floor
only a few things i adore
i wish to open some closed doors
my voice will some day pour out of headphones
like a forehead's sweat out of pores
i will always want more
because my mind is never satisfied
and that is why
i secretly love life
and my mind will never die.