she stood at the top of the building
staring at the people living
walking around selfishly
unforgiving
speeding entities looking devilishly up at her
and laughing, who is she kidding?
her paranoia takes control
she sees herself fall gracefully
her body is what they stole
but her soul lingers peacefully.
an enigma, staring at the scene that took its toll
as an image that will never be forgotten.
like a paranoid Polaroid.
burnt into her eyes
Her own paranoid Polaroid.

for almost a lifetime, I've been stuck in this cage
i've attempted to love the cage
but in the end
it's still just a cage
yeah it has its pros
like you don't have to worry about those hoes
or which clothes
but it's still just a cage
she says that's just how it is
but it goes by me like a ****
how can it be just like this?
is everything the same?
will there be no change?
how can i push for change
when every shot that's fired
has no range
maybe im just tired
but as would you
if you were stuck in this cage
with no clue what to do.

Sitting on the sand
With the cool ocean breeze
Singing childish songs
About sailing the open seas
Oh how i wish to go back
Back to when nothing else mattered
Except for a toy car and a barbie that’s tattered
As we all laughed and played games
Like nothing else mattered.
Our whole life ahead of us
But we lived in the moment
Now it’s just therapy and coffee beans
Now it’s just memories and what he means
Or what he meant.
From smiles in the sunshine to whatever this is
What happened?
Millions of thoughts racing through my mind
What happened?
Taking wrong turn in my path
No longer being able to breathe, feeling lifes wrath
Oh how i wish to go back
Back to sailing the open seas in childish song
Back to feeling the cool ocean breeze
With sand against my skin
Guess I gotta play along.