i question my own answers 2 problems i cant work through/
3 people consist roles in my life, statin facts of false and true/
im confuzed dont know my wrong from right im dancin wit fear/
rummage through my mind 2 find an opening and help in the clear/
changed wayz re-arranged my priorities of my futures decisions/
visions of blur, dont make out clearly like drunkin drivers right b4 head on collisions/
tidal waves, crash on my wayz 2 surrender my days of stress/
full 2 final capacity, junk in my head an internal mess/
fight through pains and emotions and still notin comes clean/
even wen told picture is clear, i look harder and still nothin is seen/
damages 2 my reputation/desperations attacks at large,hittin me weak wit lovin starvation/
wat do i do, i can wait, but ive been standin in line/
i pretend 2 be fine,but truly there isnt ne thing not on my mind/
problemz occur, faster then i can cure my own cuts and bruises/
dueces currupt my mind wit flashes of 2's but 2 my lifez flush im always losin/
terrible things kurrupt my soul and leave me mind-less/
got my body feelin like jello can barely stand, like rip'd 2 pieces and spine-less/
indurance runnin short breaths cutting, screams silent from my throats inclosure/
if ur not runnin 2 me, y must u play me, and bring out my lives problems and exposure/
i sit in the dark rockin 2 beatless rhyme at a continueous skip/
trip 2 fall,juss 2 feel physical pain,cuz emotional break-downs show my tears drip/
downfall of fear of my own actions apon results of my past 2 now/
i play 1 roll in a cast 2 change my routes and show me how/
dateless days erase my trace, of collections of my database on my own case/
untitled with loads of info,wit miles of writin but no words 2 show/
faintly run through the dimness, and no light to show me where i must go/
fast forward through scenes i mainly screw'd up/
hands up, time 2 blow im going 2 show, wat happend wen i blew-up/
wurdz damaged my writing and left me re-citing, 2 my own problems fighting/
shouts and screams tore me open like broke window screens/
tameless and ready 2 kill/cuz parts of my life, nobody ready 2 fill/
Y must i wait 2 debate, the constant rate of my own lifes fate/
Y must things fall 2 shatter/does it matter if my lifes clean or in a bundl'd clatter/
twist, from fumes of this and that that piss me of juss ready 2 diss u and throw the fists/
i dont walk away from a fight/i remember wat happened and come 4 ya another night/
i dont remeber the good things i wish i could/would i be a better person if here she stood/
is it all a broken light diminishing in time/or juss shit comin out wen i decided 2 rhyme/
theres many stories that lie with in the words i put 2 gether 2 word my life/
messages i try 2 send,cuz theres people out there that mean more 2 me then death from a knife/
Y end my sorrow, wen tomorrow things could change 4 the better of myself/
its like an encyclopedia find ur place in this song, and place it back on the shelf/
you might know ur place in here, but if you dont listen closer and lend ya ear/
all i need is u in my arms/charms 2 my world relieved from ways of harm/
so many thaughts and feelings i hold/so many stories so many meaningless things i told/
but in the end they mix and combine somethin true/like nothin more then the mixture of me & u/
i settle down and sit back/for things 2 land its either a bad story or a true fact/
life plays roles like scenes 2 a play/stories play my life, ur in it, thats all i got 2 say/

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THE RESTRICTED WUN HAS ROZE 2 CONQUER.....AGAIN!


I'M BACK!!!