Tuesday, June 15, 2010

110th- Recognition

With the rhymes i write,
i try as hard to express the shit in my sight.
Whether a dislike or delight,
I still write it down in the most appropriate way, wrong or right.

Some thing doesn't feel right.
I feel like something is missing in my life.
A piece of the puzzle just took flight.
Its like, my rhymes light is blight and dyed when i lied.

If you can comprehend my words till the end... than you can understand, my misfortune of my life, written with a pen.

If your short of time... screw that, No one's gonna take note cause its boring if its in a rhyme. Writing to everyone when only its going through one mind.

Jerking off at...
10:31 AM