is this what you wanted?
that bone-biting piece to shut the other down?
that old, sappy love song that meant so much to you, gone!
well congratulations, you've vaunted enough now.

you frowned upon seeing a work of yours praised,
why was that?
are you so selfish as to want to choose which pieces turn to dust and which become loved?
or is it that you are so greedy and to crave both pieces be famous, yes that's the one!
you don't care about either writes,
you only wish for more attention, and more!

is this what you wanted?
it must be, after all that has passed you have finally reached notice from other individuals
other than your family!
well congratulations, I hope you feel you've vaunted enough now,
you even wrote another piece to shade the other two!

is this what you wanted?

is this what you truly wanted?

oh snap.

guess who's back?

I'm one step closer to a heart attack.

these flashbacks drawn from a cutback, turned me into an insomniac,
twas only a matter of time until I had a cardiac

arrest me now, officer. I've done you all wrong.

'cause my heart lying in my breast no longer plays a loving song.

I'd love to play the rest, see who else would try and sing along,
but I best not cause more distress, I know where I belong.


this girl KC.

man, she's killing me.

thoughts grilling me, yeah they drilling me!
this thrilling feeling's chilling me to the core, like it's refilling a sea

that just won't quit. My anchor's heavy as ****.

my head's split a bit, teeth grit cause I'm full of these images of misfits, and culprits
whose crimes I didn't know they could commit-
they're all me- I'll admit I don't have a permit to

park my *** in this waste of mass class.

just mind the sass, my ego's thick as thick glass, and I don't have the strength to be harassed (rn).


hold up
>>Boi

I don't got time for this.

I need help, man, tell me what to do, I'm ******.

this story's this; I miss the abyss in which I could hiss at KC's every bish she brought home,
reminisce that shish in whish I could blissfully talk about french kissing her.

but now I got me a man.

but now she back I've got no game plan.

tell me can you show me again how life is more than her?