Am I A Ghost
 

I come across the room not noticed by peers
Look people in there eye, do they see fear?
Name brand cloths like the rest of you people's
Yet, i still cry tears breaking my eyes pupols
Inpulsed to show love to others inflantuated by god
You turn me into jeesus but crucifying me was wrong
I judge my behavier with my few incounters of words
Regardless of being noticed then sliced by hates swords
Tramendus vows to break down an reliece my frowns
Yet I still stay shallow as my thoughts are unanounced
If I wasn't so shy, an I tryed to be popular as-well
Would you laugh, send me on my way to a lonely cell
Fought for my freedon yet im never noticed by human
Am i a fegment of your imagination or just a demon
People look inside my soul, do i torture your freedom
I ask these questions cuz i long to know the answer
Down on my knees another night with a hate cancer
Seems to be no cure, am i just a ghost over here
Living while sleeping, dead while awake its unfair
Feeling a painful slit, a bloody wriste..whats this
This cant be real dreams of demies isnt lagit
So I kneel an try to be heard but it never occurs
Dien to be blessed but im caught in'a oddur
Of stress, its not a typical nice smell of calone
Fragile heart broken in two from being alone
Living in'a broken home, yet to grow strong
Me asking if i shall ever be seen was wrong
Cuz i no the answer, it will never take place
I'm a slug in this speeding rabbit life race
A phantom to a love disregarded, unholly
A human caught in'a stuggle somebody hold me
Im moving on I learned its not that they dont care
"M-J-J Death 1987" On -tumbstone- i was dispaired
I am a ghost, a phantom soul, locked away..until
I found out I never met heaven i was never concealed
It was all a dream, i was really dead, i wasnt on earth
Never had a chance to live, cuz i never survived my bearth

You turn me into jeesus but crucifying me was wrong
I judge my behavier with my few incounters of words
Regardless of being noticed then sliced by hates swords


gave the peice a RELIGUOS feel more ANTI RELIGIOUS....
hates swords....was strong and bold to me because it brought in teh the element of PHYSICAL pain not jsut emotional

beautiful peice

thanks again..you wonna collab sometime...i think we cud pull off something that inspires people...hit me up if ya wonna give it a go..peace Uppen

uppen

yp uppn this...an ayo withersman an hazy b...the collabs i'll send ye soon once i get onto a good comp my comp aint lettin me send messages sorry..peace...feedback pleazzz

UPPEN

dam. This was deep. I pictured you unconcious dreaming and being in pain till the end when I read the last stanza I seen the truth. I like the way you wirte keeps me on the edge of my seat woundering deeper than what you might want to get out. (make sense?) Good read rule. Keep it up Spect JT

thanks a lot thats apreciated pz

uppen for some food

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this piece was nice
i liked the twist at the end, i didnt see it comin
the rhyme was weak and like 3 times it felt forced, but the piece read like it was comin from your mind, like i was listenin to your thoughts so it didnt matter much
i enjoyed this piece
sorry to see it only had 3 replies
keep elevatin
keep writin
~Sage~

yeah it's bitch lol meh stay up