"In between the lines"
we look inside, for the evil, crooks that hide
read inbetween lines, place the book to eyes
suspicious sences, between, malicsous sentences
the wonder, its rigerous and I begin repenting this
hateful thinking, discreat, but tasteful venting
I'm faithful that if I'm hasetful I can face the resending
hidden codes, in places only, were condisending is known
repetative examples, messages are sending in clones
these thoughts digested, but I'm caught in these messes
but whats the message, that I pause when I'm restless
thinking to thought, as, reading to understand
seeing the upper hand, stutteres but loved the plan
theres something I cant see, somethin that doesnt appear
something that wasnt there, thats now somethin dear
attention to detail, spirit wishes to mention I'm frail
its a detention of hell, crazy, like a mission to jail
missin the exposer, still wishin to see closer
things hidden in the statement, the front is a poser
but I pause to think, that hells claws, are jinxed
I know there not tired, the devil never reaches the brink
so what on the paper, slices my soul, spiritual razor
letter from my mothers death bed, a myrical caper
this silent shreaking, feals like violent thinking
reading between the lines, of my mothers speaking