Sometimes I wanna say what I wanna write, and write like
I wanna think...speak like I wanna speak...sometimes...
i wanta break these clocks just to kill the ticking time
yards im counting, im up to eight, not reaching the nine
with these lines, where am i going with my road to peridition
except a path full of expectations & wishful thinking
hide myself from the the truth so i wont get depressed
and lifes a dance, but lately i been loosing my steps
seeing opritunity, but i fall short a leap towards the window
on the dance floor alone when it takes two to tango
i wanta strangle the obstacles i go to reach my dreams
as i stand before the storm alone on my own two feet
as i reach the peak but fall to hit beyond rock bottom
rapping on the net, ill never reach stardom

eh, just something from me..spose to be audio but anyways, i think its aight..