We’ll start you off with old but goodie I mean a chance to come flow with the soul of a rookie I mean perhaps I’ll rap slow so you know that I shook the scene Back to back to unfold here we go are you listening
Now
I came from far away Galaxies beyond the way Fallacies along the space of rhyme but who’s in charge to say It’s time to move I’m lost I say Travelling across dismay Unraveling the thoughts that strayed too close to truth So trans I sway The hands of fate as transient as me A dream that’s splintered see There’s fragments and a habit makes it ******* hard to even breathe But still I dream Pretty dresses frequencies Evanescent remedies Give me feathers in my dreams I’m tethered Spectral entities have gathered just to make a means for me to go explore myself Give me peace Mental health is damaging the spectrum Still not learned my lesson Still it burns the chalice Lie awake in my own ashes Now that wasn’t so bad I wouldn’t be surprised if I lost you I mean… I’m a bit lost and found myself
The next step is Finding a secret weapon Mine is seen in lapses of highs and sundresses See my mind is seen as deadly by spies and stormy weather Probably because it reminds them of the essence left with spring leaves and cherry seeds Give me death but gracefully Trident kissed I’m to my knees And to the wind I sing for thee Three verses fulfill purpose A coming out and I’m real nervous But coming out is so clear first it’s the run away I’ll go insane Cognitive’s in disarray Fifteen years of subtle tears Then two words wiped the pain away Two more chords for the rebel state And a few more for the treble placed in the groove Course it’s to regulate my move towards chaotic state Destiny has pleasantly assigned for me the breaker steeze Boundaries and symphonies have synchronized the synthesis Still awaiting my genesis Take my hand this exodus ain’t heaven sent For heaven’s sake too many times I like awake Exhausted as I fight my fate
Acquiesced compelled to breathe in As a fragment of the planet collects the seasons In a basket made of pebbles and thoughts of great nature Inhabitant unraveled named Shannon Wavebreaker She sees the sun in little sparks and honest hues In the moon she preens Awakened steadily From a slumber self induced Petals start to bloom A feast of memories No more pretend to be someone who isn’t really you This is really me A lovesick demon with some really ****** up tendencies But still I travel there’s so much I haven’t even seen So much to share with you Even infect your dreams A martyr and an artist and a prophet and I’ve lost it And a little bit conceited but I bet you won’t believe it **** In fact this is a wrap concludes my part in this revisiting So I’ll ask again Were you even listening