Trying not to make it about you but these things happen right.

Running through my minf, I find times I fallen cold with a warm heart. Not cold to you but man I love you so you know thoughs days when you can't seem to get it right. These things that help you that Id do like love you. I keep pacing causing grace to place a pacemaker sesation and I say nothing. The waiting is a coldfront, my face. Out in the cold I'm naked as a child as an orphan without pity in my heart, because I know I'll keep you cool.

Let me by with the intro
I'll soak you in honey like your bathing in a beehive
Linkin' up quick got you beggin' for more
Telling me not to stop hittin' it but lettin' be know that your soar

It's not cold but I can see my breath
and as I take pulls of herbs to relieve  some stress
Everything becomes as distorted as the thoughts in Dali's mind
but it's in these few moments I feel the best and
It seems so much easier to see the sun shine on days I feel as grief-stricken as a brother mourning the loss of his best friend,
suddenly the disconsolateness fades away and then I'm happy agian.

It's working hour and the cold shoulders keep on shugging,
everyone puts up thier walls and I keep passing through and by
maybe I'm just paranoid because I'm slightly high
still I never thought that I could get this far committing so many crimes
and people still thinking I'm a cop,
I never wanted to porve anything,
but everything I am showed them everything I'm not.

So I just thought I'd sit here for a moment and reminisce
It's a chilling feeling thinking bout all the times I've missed.
getting sick of corner living,
Don't know why I got used to the pain,
Probably because I've been grabbing matches by the flame
shouting out
WHO IS THIS KID, WHO IS THIS MAN, WHO AM I!
I light another
while I'm burning CDs filled with beats,
and at night I smoke my blunts straight to the dome so I can feel a bit  more at home.
See the fact of the matter if the woman has noticed,
That this man has lost his focus,
and just the quick like hocus pocus,
Houdini back into focus.
and now boys to high up to come down from neverland,
So I guess that means he'll changed his looks, so he wouldn't appear to be such a ******* crook.
Acidic dripping form of ma become a figure of captain hook.
And the passerby  gawks and  quivers at the sight of a boy who casts a phantasm of a man,
but felt good because they knew that they would make a change if they could,
And I a phantasm of man speak: Is it I you are afraid of heard no reply
Said fug it lit a cigarette while he
spread his black and tattered wings
and flew out into constant existence
while finding out the at the same time
the only meaning to life is simply living with new found meaning.

As I look to the starry night sky,
I think why.
Why do people have to argue and fight?
Why can't they simply just work their problems out
and make things right?
Why do men abuse women and children?
When really, those women, sons and daughters
while getting mentally and physically bruised
still love their husbands and fathers
can see the truth.
The truth being that those men are so busy getting intoxicated
with thoughts of thier own miserable pasts
that they are blind to see all the gifts God has made up
for them in the present they have to lose.

Still lost in the constellations,
I start to question my patience,
because I'm still waiting to live

Steadily waiting to live my life,
I try to make things right,
the deamons inside my mind strive agianst me,
So as they prevail,
I am kept caged behind hopeless eyes,
buried in hatred and denial to rot,
I have become but a pile of rubble and compost,
trapped in my thoughts,
I'm slowly washed bare from constant **
I'm left with the outcome of my own decisions,
which are those of my last breaths incisions,
never forgetting what brought these worries to my plate
on I wait,
With nothing but time,
to listen to others heart felt rhymes