Limbo

im still confused about alot of things, let me place it down in ink, inkblots, doctor says im insane, i think not, or maybe my brain is just surfing different waves, caves, server's minimum wage, graduating seems different a little significance could help me struggle less, for instance, in still on the fence, everyday i rhyme with a beat in my head, still beating heads cos i don't have time for women, i've through with blunt heads, pot heads, bring it all back to where i used to smoke backwoods in the woods, in my room up to no good, man im lost, the price of struggling now than later is only for the moment, or is it forever, it was a lie, the truth is not what it is, never what it seems like, cos nice guys get slapped for being nice, so im an asshole with a hole in my chest where my heart used to be, flakey women are just no use to me, but i still continue to see them as a priority, seeing life through the eyes of the gullible majority, where, do, we, go, still lost in limbo, just leave a memo, chris aint here, he is busy with the black temptress whispering in his ear 'gimme some more', cos it is really easy to see the good in other people but when it comes to ourselves, we crumble, fall short, a fumble, so we continue to stumble down the flight of stairs, lost in the concrete jungle, blind, scared to look at our fears, unwind the ball of uncertainty, nothing is real to me, but all i see is my destiny, even the stars blow a wish for me...

real from fake

its hard to find real things now a days, everything you see glitters with diamonds, shiny shimmers of gold and glee, while everything you see, or so you see, or what you claim reality is is nothing near to what it really is, friends, life, school, immature bullshit that you go through, but im just down, playing and wallowing drowning in the mud, and this is just one of my low moods, hormones, maybe, or maybe relationship with my lady has been a little bit rocky, unstable, still unable to have a firm grip on what relationships, every time i run, i slip, why can't i skip to the fun and just forfeit that bad, thats always the plan but it never happens, and im still confused on what happens when people become shady or flakey, it is them or me, is it me, or am i just being played by my self esteem, am i just on the wrong team, is my game weak, how come other guys seem, see its only seem, not the facts, you've never seen them operate, playing on bullshit like it was a game, and they must be MVP, but i ain't playing that game, mine is real, but im still confused, life is just a movie, and relationships is just a scene, and i've barely watched the credits, so what do i know, what do i know, have i grown, have i developed enough life skills to stand tall on my own, to have a relationship, to have friendship, cos it takes skill to be real, and its so hard to recognize the fake from the real, the genuine from the spineless, boneless, fake heartless no good lazy motherfuckers that surround us, or maybe im just being hard on them and on myself, calm down, you've set the bar to high to be climbed, but is it my fault that i only accept happiness within my halls, within my chamber, within my life,

Wow rhyme

Imagination is bottomless, limitless, like the mind when it speaks, like the heart when it dreams, beats, like the lungs exhaling, like heartfelt poetry when it cries, the author dies, only to be reborn in your mind, the silence, to many, is excruciating, so they die, walk out the door, continue to ignore, speaking to mutes, deafs and dumbs, with eyes but no life, with hands but no choice, with a tongue but no voice, with a soul but cuffed in a dark hole, a plant that thrives on ignorance instead of sun, of smoke instead of air, of negligence, so they think health is an offense, so they continue to follow the trends, what society tells, the truth has been broken and bent, the system has been dried up and spent, like a well in the sahara, once flourished but now abandoned by the water of niagara, passion sucking scavengers, negative harbingers, monopoly playing inner soul defecating, nay saying, tax stealing, life draining strangers, who pretend to be saviors, never put deadline on your dreams, cos life is what not what it is presumed to be, so why press stress, worries will only spawn regrets..