Pitch black around me, keyboard at my touch.....
Haziness, my minds blank , another keystyle rushed......
When will it be the time, my elevation arrives.....
I look up to these figures, watch my power deprived.....
Been subject of hatred, cept I know my own ability.....
Yet little wins accounted for...now lost all tranquility....
Seems nobody's feelin me...my life's path's a false.....
Sometimes I feel dead...check with my finger to pulse......
Can't seem to excel, lost within' my mind, my hell......
No escape...within me my curse, my flaw, my spell......
Suddenly I feel levitation, unlike anything before....
Feeling perception leave me, feet leave the floor....
Then I awake as Taktik again...just as I thought I flipped......
I take a deep breath...realize I just witnessed my opposite.........