Sunday, July 18, 2010

Feel My Pain [just vent]

When I Vent..
When I Vent I just chill
Pen and paper as i let my ink spill
Hear me out.

Well, i'm displaced but in the quadrant of humanity
Normal is standard, but my difference echoes insanity
At times I wondered at what was the point of livin'...
Every day we look towards death as it lurks in the kitchen
I wanna be somewhere else so yes i'm still wishin
But the killers on my block just got let out of prison
Evil still breathes, no matter the weather...
it's equipped with an umbrella and even a sweater
Now or never, forever hidden in clever schemes of severed dreams
I never think that light can brighten souls with tethered seams
[when i sat in a jail cell all i did was think]
all the lies i told.. hearts i broken
because they can't be glued nor can it be woven
but sir, i don't rap but my +words+ are +spoken+

and so i vent..

We need to better ourselves if we want to make it
There's still a glass ceiling and we need to break it.
But despite the chill you're surrounded by an angel's blessin'
Feel my pain when i go through this heartache and stressing//

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