You mind

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Was doing
Alot for who won't do the same
Can't say nobody helped
Yet, I need to blame
The mind
The atmosphere where I reside
Me and my problems couldn't get onto terms
Man, we weren't seeing eye to eye

My mind was straying
Locked in a box, it's so concised
Stayed awaken, known passion of all good in this world
Is a bleakful lie
Try to mend these hastful ways,
My behaviour and a broken mind

Then, remembered that of not fixing something
Which isn't broken, I
Probably thought wrong and blatantly mispoken
Like my Irascibly/choleric actions,
Words and fucking slogan
Apart from really knowing
Was moving, kept a set straight alibi

I didn't really hate being human
Just my fucking sub-conscience
Can't fully control
Couldn't stop the nagging
I kept begging,
stop!
it's too much knowledge! too much knowledge!
(It's the weight of the words)

Dell was the conversation I had with myself
I should've never but I kept moving on.(a-pathetic life)
Which I never really purposely tried learning I just stopped
Un-scaped, plagued and reciprocated all along
Thoughts I swept clean before the dust dropped

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