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Max Chisholm Jul 2010
Its not about me…it’s about we
But there is no we…with the absence of she
With the absence of  she…then I can’t really be
If I can't really be…then I’m not really me
The questions are there…but I can’t even see
Without the answers…then ill never be free
I’m constantly running…don’t know where ill flee
Ill never move on…but you don’t agree
How can I move on…when my heart won’t beat
Without your presence…I can’t breath
Feel like I’m sinking…drowning at sea
The only thing…that can set me free
Hearing you say…1, 4, 3
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
Funny how we can be so far
But never feel apart
Distance in a car
Together in the heart
No matter who can see
I could really care less
It’s only you and me
And for that I am blessed
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
When I got that call
I knew it was foul
I heard the name Jon
And I knew he was gone
Like a game of chess
He died a pawn
Never had time
To grow and spawn
The next couple days
Were filled with greys
I was feelin very blue
Not a clue what to do
Tryin to find out what I’m doin
I ended up missin the viewin
Missed my last chance to see
Where he would forever be
Man I feel bad
For Shamawd and Nancy
Sounds like a story
Straight from Tom Clancy
On April seven
He was sent to heaven
Or at least we hope
Cause he was sellin that dope
I wonder if I’ll ever
Be able to cope
We use to always play ball
And chill at the mall
I rue the day
When I got that call
People always say
Live and Die by the burner
But I’m the one
Whose brother got murdered
Your life was took
And now mines shook
Some people think
That you were a crook
But they didn’t know
That person inside
The one hiddin in you
Behind all that pride
You were on a mission
But you would never listen
And now were all sorry
Dealing with this quarry
Feeling like we
Should all go on Maury
Povich is a *****
You used to always say
But on April seven
At about eleven
You were shot and stripped
Dropped in a ditch
Now that I think
Was you a Crip?
Naw you was smarter then that
You always tried to earn it
But then again
You had your Unit
But that’s all in the past
The good memories will last
And dog you did
Go out wit a blast
Just like you said
But now you dead
2 in the shoulder
2 in the head
All cause of what
Some counterfeit bread?
Only a few people know
What really went on
The problem is
One of em’s gone
In my eyes
You were never a pawn
You were always the king
You had all the bling
And if you used your head
You’d have everything
The reality is
That it’s too late
Its unfortunate dog
Checkmate
Gone from our lives, not from our hearts.
Rest Peacefully.
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
Ding Ding Ding enter the ring
Now introducing the fighters, and the sting they will bring
I look in his corner his shorts are blue
I can smell he’s in fear, of what I’m about to do
Touch mitts to mitts
People start thinking, what if he quits
Fighters are you ready? Let’s get it on
Time to put the brass, up against the brawn
Moving my feet, as quick as I can
Silence from the crowd, the mouths of every fan
I jab with the left, follow with the right
Prepare to raise the hand, of a new champ tonight
Put my hands down, give him the taunt
Trying to see, what he’s got to flaunt
He swings a wild hook
But I read it like a book
I dodge and I duck
When I get him in the corner, we both know he’ll be stuck
Fire back at his nose
Look at his toes he’s froze
Giving him, combo number one
Now I’m just, having a little fun
Combo number two
Look at his corner, look at his crew
They rave and they rant
Knowing their fighter can’t
Take this beating all night
It’s a sore site
They grip the towel
He begins to growl
One final burst of energy
As he swings his fists at me
My last punch connects like a boom
Sending him back, to his dressing room
By the time he begins, to realize
The rolling of his eyes
Seeing the back of his head
People wonder..is he dead?
Should have taken up another, sport instead
Now he’s on the ground
Can’t hear a sound
The ref counts to ten
Ring the bell my friend
Still laying on the mat, and he felt the sting
Ding Ding Ding now get out of my ring
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
I know that you’ve been hurt
Buried the pain in the dirt
Use your past to alert
You’ve got so much pride
That you feel you have to hide
Feelings you have deep inside
Don’t wanna stop and express
Rid yourself of this stress
Understand that you are blessed
Take a second to look
If you find it in a book
Or hanging on a hook
Listen to the sound
See what is around
The people who surround
And care for you so much
Do special things and such
With a single touch
Deep inside you will know
And you’ll begin to glow
The happiness will grow
Might not be obvious like a flare
But know that it’s there
In those who truly care
Ill do all that I can
With help from friends and fam
Be all that I am
To get you to smile
For at least a little while
Until it goes outta style
Weather everything is a thrill
Or if were just sitting still
I promise that we will
Forever Endeavour Together
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
****!

**** I felt like I could not stop
It felt too good when I’d pop
9 months later we’d have our crop
All came from a single drop

**** now we’re dealing with problems of the sort
Looks like we are headed to court
Could have been avoided if she’d just abort
And now I’m destined for child support

**** I don’t even know how it started
She was much more than half hearted
Otherwise we would have parted
Usually they do once I’ve farted

**** I’m not a role-model, do not mimic
Not trying to sell you no gimmick
Believe me man, it was no picnic
I spent 6 months in that clinic

**** she passed on a burn
Didn’t know right away but soon I’d learn
That her **** was filled with concern
I guess that’s karma cause now it’s my turn

****!
Haha, "****" would this ****! Haha
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
Don’t tell me you can relate
To this heart filled with hate
There’s nothing to debate
I’m feeling irate
Decisions already made
At this rate
On my heart you could skate
It will shatter like a plate
Wish I could get a clean slate
All because I’m too late
I thought it could be great
Thought everything was straight
But wait
Maybe I was bait
Just a way to create
Imagined it was fate
And now I’m locked out the gate
Thinking about what once was great
And now…
Hate
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
Am I alive
When I feel no drive
How can I survive
When I feel so deprived
Things went downhill
But why are they still
Have we forgotten the thrill
Have we lost that chill
The feeling that we felt
Things we’d say, words we’ve spelt
They meant so much
Way before any touch
Things like I love you
Te dua and such
When you went away
I didn’t know what to say
I got mad instead
But that wasn’t the way
Now I miss you everyday
Thinking of the time
When your heart was mine
Wishing everything was fine
Waking up to this constant grind
Finding a way back
Getting our love on track
A love so strong, no one can hack
Not a single seam, or even a crack
They say home is where you make it
I strongly disagree
My home is wherever there is
YOU AND ME
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
How can I survive
When I don’t feel alive
Could it be the frost
Why im feeling so lost
I can’t find an answer
There’s no cure…like cancer
Can’t even feel
Cause…what is real
Feeling so small
Curled up in this ball
Im not even me
To a certain degree
I wanna be me again
But the question is…when
Or could it be how
Please lord…Now?
Im sick of all this
Faking the bliss
Who am I
When I can’t even cry
Am I just some guy
Who’s waiting to die
What is the reason
For all this treason
I have no trust
Like my life is a bust
Maybe one day
Ill sit back and say
Now I am stronger
It may take a little longer
But once I realize
Take off this disguise
Eliminate the lies
Ill have my truth
And be filled with my youth
Cause I know that above
There’s nothing but love
Waiting for me to arrive
But for now…im alive!
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
I thought I was strong
But I feel so weak
How can I feel so low
When I was just at my peak
I try to get up and scream
All that comes out is a tweet
I want to keep goin
But my body feels beat
How can I win
When I suffer such defeat
I can’t really write
When all I hit is delete
How can life be so bitter
It used to be so sweet
My words are so shallow
But my thoughts are real deep
Love was so strong
And now it’s got a leak
Water was a fall
Now just a little creek
Im engrossed with hunger
But my body won’t eat
Stuck out in the cold
Can’t find any heat
Sick of this song
It stays on repeat
If my heart was made of ice
It’d only be a sheet
Im feeling so neglected
When theres people to meet
Keep comin up to me
So im forced to greet
Wanna fly away
Im strapped to the seat
I would get up and run
But I’m heavy on my feet
Can’t find a path
Though it’s a one way street
Performing so poor
Once was elite
Im feeling outta time
It’s the beginning of the week
There’s so much to say
But I gotta be discreet
Trying to sneak up
But I don’t know how to creep
The mountains not high
Just looks so steep
Im just so tired
But I can’t fall asleep
One thing ill never do
Is allow my self to cheat
I’ll get through this ****
Then I’ll be complete
Max Chisholm Aug 2010
The truth hurts but lies do too
So do I tell u what real when it makes you feel blue
Go on tell me what I’m supposed to do
I can be honest then stand here as tears pour from you
Then I sit back think of this decision I rue
I wanted to tell the truth but instead the lies just grew
Cause truth tears you apart like disease like the flu
I’m sick of the lies I mean it…I’m through
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
Off with my head
You heard what I said
I’m beginning to feel, like I’m already dead

Laying face down, in a pool colored red
With all of this pain
Sticks like a stain
When can I shelter, from all of this rain
Oh ****, here it comes again

Off with my head
You heard what I said
I’m beginning to feel, like I’m already dead

Wondering if I’ll ever, get tobreak bread
These lips are dry, and need to be fed
Plate full of food, threw it out instead
This is a feeling, I’m beginning to dread

Off with my head
You heard what I said
I’m beginning to feel, like I’m already dead

I’ve already bled
No more tears to shed
Wrong paths I’ve led
Nothing more that hasn’t, already been said

So, off with this head
You know what I said
I’m beginning to realize, I’m already dead
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
I wonder what would happen, if you came through my hood
Sitting back for hours, wondering if you should
Will you keep your eye over your shoulder, at the man behind
Just because he looks, like he’s on the grind, in a bind
Or maybe cause your thoughts, are already intertwined
You judged us from the start, step one till the end
When you came around the corner, now your acting like a friend
Now I’m beginning to wonder, what your willing to spend
So I won’t expose the fact, that your friendship is pretend
What’s more important, your wallet or well being
Looking at your stance, your on the verge of peeing
Scared out of your mind, is it a ghost that your seeing
You think were gonna hurt you, well were not disagreeing
Hand on your phone, calling cops for your freeing
Now step back from your fear, see who really needs to be freed
Stuck in this world of prejudice, originated from greed
When can I move on, from the hatred that I’ve fleed
Treated different and tortured, cause I’m not of your creed
Now I’m gonna make up for my pain, get even with this deed
Let’s see how you handle it, when your soul begins to bleed
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
Remember when we were young
The childish games we’d play
And all the songs we’ve sung
Oh how I miss that day

Now were old and grey
And all the things we’ve done
Memories gone astray
Be happy that life was fun
Max Chisholm Dec 2011
I gotta go to the store where on the corner stands a *****
She dresses kinda **** but her jeans are all tore
Prolly from the last time she was kneeling on the floor
**** it ima say hi cause im a little bored

Hey whatsup
Its just my luck
But before u duck
Can i get a ****?
I dont wanna ****
Cause i only gotta buck
If i wasn't such a schmuck
Ud get stuck
As we ****

So we get back to my place
Undid her shirt made of lace
She takes off her ******* and tries to sit on my face
Whooaaaaaa Slof down lil lady this isn't a race
Me lickin' you down Hell No it ain't the case
Not the time nor the place
Maybe if your ***** was still an ace
But after all your work it's just a disgrace
Problem is ur a beautiful woman, a pussly like that is nothing to waste
On second thought, you know what, No ill pass on that taste

Are you on the pill?
You better be still
If not in the morning you'll be feeling real ill
Your sicker than that cause u might get a thrill
When you walk to the doctor and get them to ****
My future little boy i was gonna name Bill
I through about Will
But before I knew it he's laying real still
Now im starting to get angry get the **** outta my grill
or ill end up dumping pieces of ur body in the water mill
bury the rest on the other side of the hill
An eye for an eye and a **** for a ****

I dont want any drama
Especially from a baby mamma
Lemme breath for a minute at least gimme a comma,
Ok relax ******* or ima spell "cide" after "homa"
Lemme calm down before all this deli drama
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
Used to stand against that board, my weapons were all strapped
I’d wait in plastic, for a time to be unwrapped
A long time ago, but I’ll never forget that day
I almost gave up, but the waiting went away
He ripped open my packaging, and that’s when we began
We beat up all the enemies, even the new ones in the van
We could battle all day long, it never got old
The plan was going smoothly, taking over the world
As the years went on, the playing would not last
But now for some odd reason, the fighting’s in the past
I’m put in a box, with other who aren’t friends
They’re all still afraid of me so they all pretend
Were dragged out to the garage, and put in a pail
Our biggest fears came true, were all up for sale
I don’t understand what happened, to all the times we played
I guess I’ll be ok, the pain will soon fade
A father picks be up, and hands me to his boy
This feeling is familiar bring someone joy
Get in the backseat of my new owners car
I look out the window; my old home is so far
I wonder where were they’ll take me, where I’m gonna go
I guess this is my life, my name is G.I. Joe
Max Chisholm Aug 2010
True lies come from the guys who finally remove their disguise and refuse to compromise the prize at the end of the many times that he tries and finally lifts off the ground and his dream flies and shines through the darkness like fire flies as they rise to end the thoughts of darkness’ demise finally to be recognized and realized by real eyes to be real lies.
Max Chisholm Dec 2010
we found him laying barely breathing
and now were sitting silently grieving
the information were receiving
seems to be so unpleasing
so cold hearted almost freezing
cant stop the sniffling constant sneezing
full of cries not only weezing
from the pain your death is leaving
Max Chisholm Aug 2010
You do things only when you are done for? Well then it’s easy to see that you’re done for!
No one will do for you ‘cause you don’t do for them why can’t we just do for one another?
Do it for the greater good or at least for the benefit of your sister? for your brother? Your father? ok fine at least for your mother!
See this world runs on the notion of an "I" for an "I" but that doesn’t really benefit you or "eye"
We can try and we do try but at the end of the day we don’t get a chance not even a glance back at our life, our loved ones don’t get to say goodbye before we die
Instead of helping we sit back and fight and watch those that we love break down and cry
Those tears turn red when its blood that we’ve shed and we don’t even notice how much we have bled
Before we can fix it or patch our wounds we’ll be engraving our tombs cause were already dead
So before you try to avenge the past and finally get that revenge at last realize that it won’t last cause the feeling will pass so fast
So be smart and follow your art then life will be a picture perfect work of he"art" all the way from the end back to the start

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