An angels box confronts me to dispute the grasp
Attained cruel plots, to reminisce my future past.
Born late eighties. Four years on hadn't ate lately
The shapes take me into the frame of one picture
Lifes a symbol; And I'd learnt this strong stricture
Of the kindles, in thoughts and the way we see it
Maybe leave this; when looks in the hazy see mist
Plomped as a rock, while the social tides erode me
The faintest knock, Then roughly defined so boldly
Self insulted; My noodle is more shook than a wok
Crook than a cop My cherry was took from the top
Look what i got, now searching more than paradise
Used to believe; that the god ensured the parasite
A coward’s life; Had me running away from things
Constantly precious feelings was astrayed on limbs
Ashamed to bring this and set 'part the needy you
Was branded more twisted than Archimedes screw
I stand with flaws, not under feet but in my head
Luck gone by dead, So that i see light as shadows
Site in shallows then not have delight with gallows
Despite the hallows, I prayed but was preyed upon
Brave and Strong. Was everything i craved so long
Like a snowball My Problem tumbles and grew more
Feeling so small I make microbes massive.Too sure
Nights so passive; From when its active in calming
I wasn't content with content; had this emblaming.
Let dust settle, but brains come out when i sneeze
Sounds a kettle with whistles at girls;Then i freeze
Like ice cubes: and when theres heat I end melted
'erm nice boobs' is what i say and they tend felt it
As an attack. ways was tachy like drafted stitches
Viking to See; Dead then they have rafted glitches
Might still not know, Because Im never understood
Walking in these forests, i'm here too lumber would
And never do: Now looking back on that lame tone
To lever you Can't be done because of gravestone
With the maison;Biographer to chipping those chips
On my shoulder, Now my spirits drippping with drips
Its All Over. . .