By Arcassin Burnham

Writer's Block because the cigarettes weren't enough,
Hormones Raging Like the holy Canibus,
(Maybe what i wish i had)
its a terror to be uncertain about where your fate lies,
Like the continuous Loop that everybody talks about,
Staring at a pair of Cleavage could get you starry eyed,
But For the moment you snap out of it you realize,
How are we Suppose to bring a baby in this world with no money,
We look Back at The Pregnancy scare and think we didn't end up like them,
It just makes the Situation More funny,
Just know i love you And I Care about your life babe,
And Yeah! you told me countless times you'll do the same babe,
I just think as bitter sweet teens we should be able to have a better fate.

by Arcassin Burnham

Society wants to keep bending us over and have their way,
Like cracks in the living room,
throwing Molotov's at the windows,
let it burn,
we must not only take back our america,
But we must stab the man where it really hurts,
Aiming Mack 11's At park benches,
the news feeding us consumerist garbage and false Submissions,
tumbling Over cars just for fun of independence,
We Must Fight
Random Acts of getting the messege out,
too much desperation will bring too much doubt,
No brotherhood,
Just the enlightenment Of seeing them Fall is all,
so **** your arrangement,
**** your penny pitching,
And **** your cold world,
We Gotta do whats right for our world,
Do whats right for our people,
Do what the great people that made america what it is today Would have wanted us to do.

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Arcassin Burnham

You might have the friends,
Nice clothes,
A car,
Athletic status to where no one can reach your scale,
While my world ends,
Doors close,
Nowhere to start,
Spending money countless times to get out of this hell,
Made it through highschool all 3 years,
While I never made it to even 10th grade,
No one makes fun of your fears,
I have to just go through the pain,
Calling me a faget and scary,
While the cute girls find you attractive and pretty,
You should appreciate all that you have,
Instead of taking it for granted and getting people to do your ***** work and picking on people while you're in your posse,
I'd rather be,
Just me,
That's why I prepared for every contingency,
So when you throw shade at me,
Throw it,
Correctly,
And sincerely from me to you,
Childish and petty,
I feel sorry for your future,
No money for spaghetti,
Picking on the less fortunate,
Will get you unfortunately revoked,
And the person you picked on before is cutting checks and going at your throat,
You gotta love it,
How the tables turn so broad,
Let's see you rise above it,
Please! I'm waiting.