Have a lot to be said
Can't say the things that I know
Rumors turn to a bed
I rest in what do they know.
Feelings fill in my head
Like a ship when it floats.
no help at this point
I'm off the grid at this point
I treat the waves like a joint
Inhale the weight if I do
Exhale the pressure if I don't
The sound of fishes in me
Like I got toss to the sea
I rip the bread just to feed off my secrets cause there just to deep