I somehow over complicate things in my head without even trying to.

The biggest, yet shortest question
And most difficult to explain
Unless you plain old don't give a **** and that's your answer.

I will help you not sit and listen.
I'll throw you out the party so you won't hear me ***** and moan**.

The higher prices go
The lower morals go
The more criminals with badges that get away
Is the price of a black life my people are forced to pay
The more I see of woe
The more I think I should go
I cannot understand you people
Is the only game you've learned is ignorant blame?
I know nothing is the same
It never is
History is the past
You shouldn't relive

The earth is not for us anymore.
Look how it's started to reject us as if it just had an ***** transplant.
We're the ***** not complying.
We're the ***** that is the cause of us dying.

I think I am far more satisfied with my dreams than anything in reality. I am prone with reality.

You held my spherical glass world in your hands for five seconds...*
And it was so easy for you to drop it
It shattered before it hit the tightly packed soil
And the glass did not drop
It just got stuck in your gravitational pull.

People say the hateful and ungrateful don't deserve anything.
That the too insecure deserves no love.
And, yes,
They make strong points on why they don't deserve anything.

But in the end, even though I know they're right
I still get the still human feeling.

You have very strong points
They even sliced me
But then again
There's still two sides of a story

Cheap actions
Causes high cost in consequences.

Where you choose to sit is where you choose to listen.
Don't like what you hear,
You change seats.

No one is good enough for you,
That's why you go through so many chicks
But ironically, or not, you're not good enough for anyone else either.

You were only shown pain
Don't give yourself pain.

Don't make me your residue
I am no longer with you
If you remember, 5 months ago you scrubbed me off
Don't continue living in me like an empty useless loft

An infinite amount of space full of internal conflict.

I had a dream I wrote a poem
Man was it dope
I don't remember what I wrote
All I know it was all I could hope.

How can I trust someone who takes all my money and barely gets the things I really need
How can I trust someone who constantly lies to my face
How can I trust someone who puts themselves before their kid
How can I trust someone like you?

What you basically sayin is **** me.
**** me.
Cause I don't matter.
**** me.
Cause I don't need clothes.
**** me.
Cause me feeling good about myself don't mean ****.
**** me.
**** me.
**** me.

They don't count if you catch them before they fall.

I'll never know why me trying to make myself happy will ever be selfish.

I've got nothing to make me feel better.

Years of neglect is abuse too.

The ones that claim to love you give you the most misery.

What could have been
Would never happen
I smile at day dreams
While the sky keeps laughing blue

My mind turns down the heat
The cold hugs my heart harder
My mind is in defeat
My heart, slowly becomes a larder
My mind is in retreat
While my heart is a prisoner and every issue and obstacle a warder
My mind is stuck on repeat
But I can only garder for so long, and hold this mask of farder alone

Should never be the biggest place of judgement.

Just like some words...
It's disturbing, yet interesting...

I wonder if she regrets anything at all
I wonder what she regrets
Maybe I should ask
Unveil the things that are carved and masked
But at least she's alright now
On her ride away to Hell.

Mmmm. You taste like honey.
Well, I sort of put some on earlier.
Really?
Yes, really.
Her grin wasn't innocent-
Time for me to have some honey.

Never about where
It's all about the *who

Spring
            Mother dresses herself
    Fall
  Mother starts to reveal herself
*Winter
       Mother is naked, and maybe puts on a white robe
               Summer
   Mother is showing off her hot ***

The real monsters can be rather close to you...
*Whispering in your ear to you...

Hands delve deep in damp shadows
Even in slumber you drive my body insane
My body remembers you well
It's kept all memories of you so clear in it's senses
It misses you so dearly
I do miss you too, clearly
All this wetness is unnecessary
And this need for you, and only you, to myself is oh so scary
You whisper it's me you want to marry...
I woke up out the dream
Wondering what was wrong with me
I was warm and full of need
All I could think about is how much I wanted her to come pamper this *****

It's hard for people to be true to themselves
*And even harder for them to be true to others.

None
Not an inch
I wonder what it all meant
Progression
But tell me
Tell me
Ring the bell chief
Bring me every ounce of grief
How are we "better" or "improved"
What have we planted in the youth?
It's too embedded in the root
It's no good, it's too rotten for real growth
Too many don't know or never cared beyond their own selfishness
People who can make changes only do a little of that for themselves
What is drugs, parties, and women?
The wheel is spinning fast and only right now you're "winnin"
You can't pick and choose what kind of person you see in yourself
*You're in need of some really good help

Don't be fooled by these **** offs that you're their gold.

Thick women more down to earth

Nobody said the person you love had to be seemingly perfect.

She's got mommy issues
That is why she relies on another woman's love
*That is why I do too

I laugh to replace the tears I need to cry.

I think I get it now.