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I was a painter in my last lifetime, now I write rhymes like I fight crime living life blind, trying to find peace... With this girl on my mind I cant find me , watching anomaly, hoping Im be the one that she finds, cant keep living life in rewind, I used to fast on the hog, now I eat swine, and cant stop smoking, so I keep trying, in these times when the peace of mind is not a goal, its a grave I be racing to it holding hope, rejecting change, cause the pain feels realer than the pleasure rocking sweaters when the weathers sunny, funny fellow from the yellow, but I watch so many foreign films, I feel foreign every morning cooking full course meals, like Im starving, hardly say grace or say thanks for another day even though Im grateful I try to show it in other ways, I used to give bums change till I changed, kind of strange cause Im richer than I was when I gave, got a gang of friends that I dont call or hang with, even though I know they on that same shit... Aimless...Shit, I must seem like I dont dream at all, my mom says that I should draw again, but I dont want a pen I just want to live, have kids, buy a crib like the old days....Whatever happened to those days? youtube/watch?v=u3Q1JufKSlo
Posted on: Sun, 11 Jan 2015 01:39:47 +0000

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