shadows

i see shadows around me, i feel death around me, i aint walking in playground, i stroll in the graveyard,as i walk through the streets i picture dead people walking up reaching for my feet, their howls and cries are nothing but discrete, cloudy nights, stormy days, i can hear the wind howl begging for our defeat, days are like winter, cold nights like summer, so paranoid i sleep with one eye open like scott summers, i ain't no xmen, but i feel trapped in cartoon, surrounded by demons disguised as looney toones, so i place up my head phones and crank up the tunes, zone away, i don't know just where death can't reach me, somewhere my shadow will never follow me, somewhere hollow, maybe reside near icabod crane, get my head chopped off, creativity has got me locked in a state of turbulent mental activity, sitting here, trying to conjure up words that can capture the moment, rip through the rapture, summarize what i see in our culture, vultures, just picking on us, no friends, all disguises, behind the walls, behind the black berries, symbolize what we are never meant to be, something we seek we will never find, and when we do find we get sick and tired, why do we want what we can never have, why do we strive for a future we have never seen yet, and why do we trust, why do we lust, why are we promoting everything but love, and if we could, would we let our problems fly away like a dove, sail into the skies, and why do i wear my emotions on my face, why do we stay with people that we never liked in the first place, instead we keep them around just to feel in place, just to fit into society's eyes, trying to fit into society's roles, living a life that society dictates, see they zoom in the cool and the rich, the fast pace life and the ignorant, focus on the stereotype instead of what is right, keeping us show us tv full of lies instead of broadcasting truth to our eyes, trying to create a society full of dummies and snakes, whores and party animals, no education, illustrating a television fantays, it is sad but that is reality.