Im a sickly, frail dude.
I got hope, and i try to keep trying
. ..hoping that someday, everything,
will be, MORE than just ok.
Im tired of lying, all this fake rhyming.
pretending it has a point......but,.
who cares? haha........everybody cares
they all wanna help me, they put in the effort
and they never gonna shelf me....i got
unlimited support, and quite a few resor---
--sez, its a shame , that theres no, one to blame
but myself, for my situtations stagnant air,
but you say, you always ask, why I sit right there
every day, every way, it dont matter what you say i always-
-stay, in my shell, but...you see, I DO care--- theres a
rift, inbetween, reality-assuming
when you make, a mistake, its cuz you were presuming-----
what you see, sometimes don't, correlate too well
to the truth of what that is, whats inside, that shell
what you see, is the opposite of what , im implying
whats white, is really black, whats true...I am denying.
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