I keep it RAW like a unchoreographed Brawl,
I reach masses while MF fall on they *****,
And don't you get me started on editors trying to sugarcoat my ****,
You can take your sweet *** to the donut shop with your cut ****,

I dump my all,
My soul,
I pour overflow with real events!
Because people don't connect to that fake ****,

There was no shortcuts or passes in the trials of my life,
So why the **** should I censor the poetry of my strife?

See I don't understand how we in 2018....
And yet STILL no one feels like they can truly be FREE,
I like it RAW hard facts like national geographic!
Teach em ALL the ropes and lines of what life really is,
*** everyone seems to see the world thru ROSE-COLORED glasses,
Walking blind to daily events,
And no one seems to ever vent,
Because it is "TABOO"

WELL ***** YOU!
Gimme a glass of rawness ANY DAY!!

You we're only in love with me for what you could turn me into,
but you never loved me for me.

you loved me as far as you can mold me,
you loved me as much as you can stand me,

You were only in love with the version of me that you thought you could change,
Into the version of your perfect self you wanted me to be,

You were only infatuated with the idea of me,
you were only in love with my body but never for me,

But you failed to compromise and you minimised,
Failed to comprehend that when you say I Love You that it means you love that person as a WHOLE.

That love should be infinite without limitations.

I wear my heart upon my sleeve,
For all of you to see,
It's apparent most of you twist my arm behind my back,
*** you think I have no heart,

Well guess what?
In fact I DO,
I just guard mine like a sacred tomb,
These harsh conditions and selfish lovers,
Left me no choice but to put it to a cold slumber,
In a deep hibernation,
Maybe for now,
Maybe FOREVER,

So for now I wear this patch,
Of a heart upon my sleeve,
A reminder that I FEEL,
& that I have FEELINGS TOO!

I've watched the day from sunrise to sunset,
I've watched it turn from day to night and back again,

My body is tired,
My mind's awake,
The soul it NEVER rest,

The days my mind finally shuts down,
My body crumbles....
They are the Best,
Those are the nights I close my eyes,
Close my mind and finally put myself to REST.

They say I have a mom Complex,
This can either be good or bad I guess,
They say I take care of everyone,
But I don't give 2 flying ***** about myself,
They say I've been stuck in survival mode too long....
That I don't know how to react to normal human interaction,
But I became such a recluse that this became the usual reaction,
And yes I have a tendency of covering everyone's ***** because I'm loyal and soon enough my loyalty will also be my downfall.

I hurt myself on the outside ,
To **** the thing on the inside,

Hoping some day this dagger plunges deep enough to ***** me out,

See baby I'm suicidal.
I play with fire,
Flirt with death,
I decorate my deathbed,

Destroy me on the outside,
To distract from what eats at me on the inside,

Everyday 100 scenarios play like movie reels inside my head,
Jump in front of a train,
Hang myself from the beam above my head,
Til my employer finds me blue and dead,
Drink another bottle of ***,
Jump in my car, get out and DRIVE,
Head-on collision all while I'm toasted and High,

And this is the story of my life,
*** baby I'm suicidal,
And when you left I came unglued

I looked past the reflection...
The one that sees me real,
I push past the rejection,
In your mind I've disappeared,
Every now and then I reappear,
Like the ghost of Xmas past materialize... Solidify my existence,
As much as you may want me gone,
I stay an unrelenting wave that crashes hard against your walls,
See I won't let you forget me,
Forget the hurt bestowed upon me,
I look past the foggy reflection...
Of who I used to be before,
Before love, before hate, before YOU & ME,
Before we became a "thing"
another flash from the past that should have stayed right where it was... left,
BEHIND.