Seeking peace while in pieces
More than them pizzas
From pizzeria down the street
Cut in squares, some you can't see cuz
There all in my heart
But my heart's in a black hole
And I'm tryna bring it out
But it's taken one too many blows
From the stuff that happens daily
Life's downscaling 
And just maybe 
The fact that I get paid gs
Don't really phase me
Well that's a lie 
But still I can't deny
The stressing and great depressions going on in my life in this life time 
Is a pure sign that I'm still not happy
And money don't change that
So I write out my problems 
Who knew that I would change rap
Hell I don't know it I just think I do
I'm still 16 in the mil working hard in school
But give me sometime and garuntee that I'll be living proof
Of a dedicated artist with a talent and a dream that's couth
And everytime I hit the booth
The lyrics that go past my tooth
Comes from my insane membrane I have inside my roof
But don't get confused, no ceilings will be set upon me
I have water from the clouds all over my feet
Can't you see
That I'm an upcoming mc
Tryna take the top spot cuz that's the spot meant for me 
Lyrically I'm the best
I can feel it in my chest
Remember these three letters, L.E.X
That spells Lex
And whoever gets upset
I'm sorry that you're not impressed
I guess you tried to sleep on me but I flipped you out your bed
And what's next ?
I don't know
It's all in the lords hands
But until we get there, I'm not taking any chance 
Anybody that wanna rap can do it
But I'm tryna help the game, do my best to improve it 
So let's do it

Even though I placed myself here,
Wandering why I feel neglect and sorrow.  
My feelings are always sincere,
Even with no garuntee tomorrow.  

I've come to realize  that the hurt is much deeper,
Deeper than I myself can even fathom.  
But life moves on and hills get steeper,
You just got to go out and charge ‘em.  

Hurt doesn't always stick around,
It likes to choose its victims wisely.
Once you let your negativity become unbound,
You stop treading through life blindly.  

Take joy in those little moments that **** a tear,
That means you're alive !
Just go with the flow my pretty little dear,
Don't let them break your strive!

My first mistake was thinking that someone could love me as much as I loved them
It seems that no matter how much you care or how much you're there it isn't enough
Ive come to the conclusion that my meaning in life is to make people happy until im not needed anymore
But I need to feel what its like to be needed

I'm always the strong one, but you can only be strong for so long before you begin to crack
Theres only so much weight I can bare on my back
You always seem to be judged by what you lack

I'd like to see you spend just one night in my mind
I can garuntee you won't be fine
Ive never felt so lost
The scars on my arms don't even begin to resemble the scars on my heart
Ive lost a part of me and im no longer who I used to be

Subtelty was never my specialty
and maybe if I was more subtle nobody would be able to see how broken I actually am

Part of me wants to let you go but part of me also wants to watch you grow
My heart is the anchor for your dreaded emotions because when he hurts you I hurt a little bit too
But the saddest part of all is through thick and thin I always have been and will always be there for you
Because I care for you with all my soul
and baby girl thats more than any of them can do

Tips when it comes to falling in love with an artist

1. don't

2. seriously, don’t

3. if you do, just think about how much poetry they’ll find in the strings hanging off of your clothing that you hate so much. They will love the small things, like the hangnails on your thumbs that you always have because you’re convinced that you have dermotilomania, even though you don’t. You just have a nervous, addictive habit. He or she or they or them will love the wrinkles under your eyes, and the creases in your forehead when you’re convinced that you need to stop getting so old. They will look at you every day and see the art inside of you, and since they’re an artist, they’ll defiantly feel like ******* you later that night

4. seriously, they might just want to have *** with you so they can write about the ****** they had. They’ll break your heart so bluntly, and create a best seller off of it

5. I’m kind of kidding about that one, but not really, (I garuntee it’s happened before). But, since I am a cliche *******, optimistic genius, I will tell you this... They’ll teach you to appreciate the most hateful things in the world. Example, global warming. Okay, no, maybe we shouldn’t love that. But you should love the fact that you can create a conspiracy theory about how global cooling is actually a thing, not global warming. You’ll learn to love every flaw of every person because the person you love will teach you such things that you knew were possible, you had just never felt.

prepare for this because you too might become an artist. plot twist, you are an artist. go make art.

This thing you see
You said it was in me
You called it beauty
I have one simple plea
Please pull it free
Please help it flee
I live too chaotically
I'll help you find a key
It's too good for reality
Take it to the sea
It is pure and full of glee
The rest of me I can't garuntee
Don't call me sweet pea
Don't wonder what could be
There will never be a we
Just take that small rarity
That abnormality
Someday  you will agree
In dark waters it's the only buoy
The rest of who I am is debris

sitting here, breathless, blinded, feeling the darkness set in, feeling the cold touch my skin.
is this truely how I go? lost in coldness as it snows.
you may not understand, you may not see, but this is the worst ive ever been.
I cant even recognize my reflection in the shadows.

time has jaded me, hated me, sat by and watched everyone take advantage of me.
its time to take a stand, that is the plan, but right now I dont know if I even can.
this won't bring me down, this won't **** me, of that I can garuntee.
I have to fight and take back my life because im stronger than I was as a young man.

Im tired of the lies and all the scars of knives.
ill stand up and face the world head on because its the end of twenty-one.
we cant be scared of what thrives in the shadows our entire lives.
I will live to face a new dawn.

this isn't how my life ends.
its only how it begins.

In the world in which I live
I am lost
with no direction.
No arrow to lead me on my way,
to guide me to my future.
I once had direction;
had a path to garuntee my success.
Then the creations flew off
gone like the hope for better days.
Now I am a lost wanderer.
Desperately searching for something new.
Something of promise,
something of passion,
something.
Anything to make myself,
to make a name for myself,
a life for myself.
Any new idea or new goal.
An arrow to guide my way.
All
I
need
is
*direction