By Arcassin Burnham

I got a lot",
On my plate,it needs to stop,
can't be friends with these here cops,
cause I'll be the target they spot,
still breathing while the sun is hot,
keep these lil'kids off the block,
I got a lot.

Putting aside my Petty squabbles and failures,
Writing the ups and downs as I go, theres no letters,
Feeding my conscious mind to a higher being,
Escaping this world is a must ,if you know what I mean,
Hard enough to know thy self,
All the things we consume will melt,
Our brains , the corporations gives thanks,
We drown an ignorance like a scuba tank.
we got alot*.

By Arcassin Burnham

Pushing the barricades, making these new moves,
Why do have to share my glory with false hoping attention grabbing
glory seeking egotistical *******,
God says you better love your mother,
At least that what he said before she told i ruined everything,
I wasn't supposed to be born according to what she says,
A young man could only take so much , when the problems ain't harsh,
And your souls not gone, and went ghost for a whole year just to prove a
point,
Don't have time for ******* and such, when your life is at peace,
Eat , sleep and ****, and the days don't matter when have common
sense , ***** get to the point!
If I haven't woken up , I will,
If I haven't woken up , I will.

I fall a little too hard, in love
I want a bit too desperately, to win
I procrastinate too long, on games
I stay up too often, typin'
I wake up too late, savouring dreams
Is it my brain, making too much dopamine?
Or whatever neurotransmitter
Making me so bitter
That I reaaally need a dose of self control

by Arcassin Burnham

Tired of being sick and tired of a world so uninspired,
By all means show me what it means to be someone that has a squeaky clean life without any repercussions,
Not have to fight through argumentative discussions  facing problems in a world of corruption,  
where villains with no faces hide in dysfunction,
my words are not abnormal just simply conjunctions,

A twenty year old black kid from Florida with no job and no **** peaceful aura begging the one above all for some clarity and self-efficient futures that'll put a smile on his face for his kids,
But why would the one above all put us in a situation in a test of sheer survival of not giving into the wickedness blinding us in a country that'll steal Native
Indian lands, did they forget what they did?

So life is hard because it needs to be,
life is hard because your friends might turn on you,
Life is hard because people have the wrong political views ,
life is hard because having a reminiscing depression of the past will stop you from being free,
But we never are.

She comes to class and goes
“There’s bees in my Head”
Then pulls out
Another mug
Of coffee
Which happens
To be the cause

Another comes
Face on the verge of tears
“He did it again!”
We all know who
“He” is
Then proceeds to
Accept hugs
While giving
An in depth narration

Another comes in
“I’m, just, dying”
She proceeds to get
More hugs
While another friend
Calls her “hot”
And she insists she’s not

The fourth comes in
She’s been sacrificing
Her free time
To attend this class
And her sad tired smile
Says it all
She gets hugs too

And here I am
In the middle
Suffocated
...
Am I emotionally immature?
Am I too much of a cynic?
Is it me, or is it them?
Am I just different?
Or too self conscious?
...
Why do they have so many problems?
...
Then class starts
And I turn to our model,
A plastic skeleton dubbed
-Bony Bonez

And lose myself
In the charcoal

I don't

2. Think I will

3. Ever stop

4. Counting

5. But I can

6. Learn to live

7. Around the numbers