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Conscious Jun 2016
If you knew me now, you would fall in love.
Deeper than ever before...
That's why Ill stay away from you.
Because I know you don't want to love me anymore
Conscious May 2016
He has a job, he works out,
He paints, he reads,
Honesty is honestly all that he's about
He's cut, he bleeds

A writer, a fighter,
Piano player and drummer
He leaves a dark room, always a little brighter
Tennis, soccer, yes, a runner

He draws, he cooks,
He provides thoughts of insight
And yet, overlooked, dot dot dot He's a crook
Judged by those who have blind sight

Deceitful, lier,
Hypocrit, controller
Disrespectful womanizer
One ****** up troller

It's just an interesting lesson in general.  
Painting an accurate picture of societies funeral

It shows the mindset, the perception
The deception of proper conceptualization.
The inability to use context plagues our nation.

How morals are constructed by biased filters
Right and wrong determined by Twitter, the ultimate thriller.

It shows the true nature of society's situation
But hey you know this already, happy graduation.
Generation
Conscious Apr 2016
Today I traveled somewhere.   
      I traveled past this reality.
           Flew past emotions.           
                                         Left individuality.
                              Went deeper than the oceans...            
I moved past the universe,
                                    and became all that exists...,
But I had to come back...
                                               I knew I'd be missed.

    There are levels of awareness, existence and pure cognizance,
               I reached the road to the highest level...
                        The dead end of consciousness.
Conscious Jan 2016
Like an illusion with one purpose; to deduce a conclusion,
A fusion between delusion and logical institution...
Taken to replace confusion, to provide clarity as a substitution.
Taken to instill internal, sometimes radical revolution,
But the result, a structured, calm and alien solution...
Random distribution, constantly facing pollution, rarely restitution.
Fear of execution.

I am the test.
Conscious Jan 2016
I help you, I help her
I help him, I help them
You feel cold, I give fur
Feel alone, I am friend.
But one thing, is for sure,
It stays true, til the end,
Help for me, is not ensured.
I help myself, I self transcend.
Conscious Dec 2015
Sometimes you have to leave the one you love
to find yourself through other people
Like letting go of a dove
in order to stop looking at the mirror through a peephole
Conscious Oct 2015
Found a job even before graduation day
GPA: 3.779
"My God thats so sublime!"
"You obviously spent a lot of time studying and working hard, your such a good student"

Freshmen year, what should I study?
Environmental science or environmental policy?
Gear towards engineering or develop a philosophy...
Probably, eventually, something that applies to me, it needs to be just right for me, yes... a job thats ideal for me...
My god help me, this is ******* insanity, I have to increase my probability of getting paid for doing an accepted activity that specializes my mental ability but allows me to continue developing my creativity but I honestly don't know what is right for me !

Sophomore year, **** it.
lets have some fun college is nowhere near done,
I'll study this ******* I'm learning and hunt for any desires I'm yearning.
I'll take a break from you just to see what I can do, its okay because I'll always still love you.
I'll take this internship now, take a break from college
come back home, wow, this *****, I really miss college.
Well I'm home now for 7 months, I guess I'll come back to you
I know I'm confusing, I'm sorry.

Junior Year, what the **** happened here the end is so ******* near
Its time to put everything on overdrive
I'm going to gear up and buckle up because it may be a bumpy ride

Senior Year, okay its ending. Maybe I should end us too.
I keep doing so good. I'm writing an honors thesis now. I presented. My work was published. I got a B plus... I got a job... I'm not your boyfriend anymore. How come my words stopped rhyming?
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