so many thoughts set to consume;
it’s me, myself, and gloom.
this cage put around is more or less a tomb.
yeah they say they love me, but they don’t love the real me.
You wouldn’t notice if I left or was gone.
you really show that the pros always got it’s con.
someone give me hope. I look towards the skies.
I know where Heaven lies.
may I have a piece or a peace of mind?
I know what I need to find.
myself.
you.
the me, in you.
cast away, all this pain
to make a brighter day.
to make love: a new present.
to receive a new blessin.

to find salvation in this snowy station
with these pasty walls has got my mind racin.
tracing the snowman’s footsteps, erasing all my mis-steps.
the Black Queen is gonna crumble, their whispers turn to mumbles.
I’m sorry for this color,
forgive me for this blunder.
I can’t fight no more, this strong Brown sista.
she’s cracking under pressure,
she cannot find her mista.
but what she need him for?
why ain’t she independent?
why am I not accepted?
just first answer my question.

take it easy. I cannot take it easy.
clouding up my skies and blowin up my ear.
Housing all the images that I’ve been made to fear.
Deliver an destroy all at the same time,
scramble and rescramble everything inside my mind.
You got me staring in the face of adversity
and making me say all these curseries and it’s hurting me.
I’m done pursuing what incarcerates me all the time
Can somebody just come follow me, one time?

your Monet has replaced all that I’ve known.
the dawn of my time, the end of my days
were robbed. so for this I give you my praise,
for you kept me sound, never left me lone.

No, this love I harbor can not be shown!
who am I? what have I done? trivial craze…
carving names on my heart; corrupt my ways!
I am wrong. for love, I need not atone.

wild dreams and deep sorrows collide
it is from your eyes I cannot depart.
your truth, your everything, and your heart.
the portrait still sits, the flame has not died
we’re not together, we aren’t apart,
hearts at peace, love from afar, coincide.

a sheer misfire.
soul searching as we lament
bliss that could have been.

I take in the sound,
BANG! execution style.
one less naysayer.

opposite of white,
nautical definition
of equality.