Who Am I?

The solitude in rhymes dilutes to contribute in conflicting minds
Inflictin crimes causing me to salute the forever hardening times
Searching for inner diversion leads to aspersion in inner thought
Averting to the sub-urban….leaves my opinions lost and bought
Changin mind channels to handle the scandals that are exposed
I could ramble like lives vandal…...but that aint the path i chose
Compelling questions scold sections in the neurons of my brain
To lessen my internal fretting but I know ill always be the same
Plus my identity aint friends with me which excels complication
Death will accour eventully…..till then..fuck the worlds gyrations