Engaging in conversation were not ready to have, trying to give answers to questions that I cannot grasp. Stuck between a chopping block on a soft face, locked in a clasp while youre testing my patience - Doctor Phil with an hour glass - How much time has passed? Why do I ask? Like I feel so alive when we clash. When I get fired up and I rise from the ash just to tell you again that I have not passed. Im feeling see through to you and when I see you see through me too just like Im glass & youre looking down on my past, I feel like Im trashed. I would give it all up, but I just want it to last - Damn its a task. These days I dont have the money to go out, have a gas, I dont have the gas. Im blowing smoke you know, Im still blowing through because theres no slowing you, youre so fast with the cash, showing your ass. I dont mean to put you on blast, but youre the only witness to the business and Im your supporting cast. Not quite time yet to bash, been basking in a casket, killing this moment and we talk it up and make it sound good, it sounds good, dont it? All I know is you own it, you had my heart, I let you feel on it. I couldnt have stopped you, Ive never outgrown it, your love I just wish I had shown it. My only other wish is that others had known it. In the times that we were still fresh and in line, but now Im out going hard, going out hard the harder Im trying. Im lying when I dont give you the credit, like anyone is blameless and Ill be the one who said it, Im sick of the old school make your own bed shit, in a time where we pay a maid more than attention to where were headed, Im tired of the road, I lost what I treaded, its embedded, yeah, the turnip I bled it - turn up and Im indebted to the people that seem evil, but these days the bigger picture is spray painted. My artistic side is stroked out, I fainted. Im still gaining and thats crazy, aint it? Ask me if I want a cookie! I like danish, my sweet tooth has chewed through the decisions that you choose. This neglect has a short fuse and when sparks fly, I see you, a complete view. I just want to complete you, I would compete to. Wheres the challenge? Im still waiting to be thrown off my balance so dont sit in silence. I got dirty working it so wordy through the malice, I just changed a ballast, yeah, I got dressed up for this, call me a stylist. Ive got touch like a stylus. Take flight like the pilots in the air forcing the conforming of the game like Jordan. I feel like that last salute was the most important and when you disrespected what I was imploring, I cried it out. A 90% chance of making it rain, it was pouring, but Im back to clearing one hundred percent and I dont know if Ill ever stop walking the fence because both sides are so tense. If only you could see through my lens, we still believe its pretend, but I believe we can win. Every champion has to breathe second winds. Set sails and dissect fails, leave behind the lessons that these blessings entail. Tell me weve benefited because sometimes I feel convicted and in need of repentance. Who am I trying to convince, standing next to me in itself is a spree of suspense, so much hot air when He vents. Weve got enough for the economy to balloon and just when you think Im out of tune, believe Im coming soon.
Posted on: Sun, 06 Apr 2014 07:14:23 +0000
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