How do I say it, these nights I day it,
Sure life’s a game, but I can’t play it,
Say it, you can slay it, or lay it till it’s on feet, say it.
I’m a retard, swinging back in a yard,
And acting like I’m playing guns but all I’m doing is cards,
Like Church is for nuns, this place is for hounds,
As you know the world turns it take rounds,
So till it is a thousand Suns, I’m going pound to pound,
When no one’s around I rise up above the ground,
But let me desert this, I’ve been saying this from the start,
Let me go to the bigger shores, I don’t do blogs,
Never knew you needed friends to get screwed,
Like my mind and my heart are on a feud,
But I’m with what sits at the top,
This little pumping machine won’t let you mind your job,
So you better keep both in one direction, but don’t war like it’s an election,
It’s on you, so you got to make wise selection,
And mind yourself I don’t need correction!
It’s Chaotic!
Can’t stand it, you better block it,
I left a coin on road now it’s on rocket,
How did it get there?
Oh! There is a hole in my pocket!
These parasites are colonic,
And this age is electronic,
So the attack is supersonic, you better get a tonic.
It’s not doomsday so I’m not done,
I’m like that creepy person who sends morning texts daily,
And to be normal I read my old chats lately,
Those frisky lines hit me in the belly,
Like watching flop movies on a boxed telly,
Back in the day I was after a girl,
So I was never the best, was like all of you rest,
But it was needed to get off my chest,
I still hope for a crest, in lest,
Memories are broken, and even I can’t get the things I’ve spoken,
I get my eyes open, its 2009, my mother takes me back from school,
It feels awkward now but that time it was type cool,
The biggest abuse we knew was calling each other fool,
We were bounded in rules but never cared about them,
And I should say, “Life was gem.”
Reaching home switching on the TV,
Those caricatures entertained us more than any thing, but see, we, we get older,
We think we’re too old to talk about pain and love, rest your hand on my shoulder,
Consider me your main supporter, and let the pain go,
I know we’ve made it chaotic, but let it be what it is.
Now that I’ve said it all,
You think it is over?
It’s the beginning,
A beginning from the end!
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