Words Of A Mircale

You Know What

I've never really been the type of person who cuts,
Never been that guy to slap random girls butts,
Never have I ever been slapped with cuffs,
But yet I feel like I'm shoved in a cage,
But yet I feel like my back is against the wall,
I'm walking alone down the empty halls,
Then look up,
Now what.
Now What?
You know what?
There's nothing that can hold me down,
Not feelings, not emotions, not even the ground,
I'm gravity sound,
Those who oppose me feel the impact now,
The world doesn't go round and round,
Or really even up and down,
It goes like this,
This?
Electricity, people, animals, plants, confliction,
A man making laws on a place that isn't his own creation,
He builds stuff to limit Earth restriction,
And lie to people and give them a false description,
But some place in that world is I,
A guy who tries to do everything right,
By his love,
And for her now it's kinda tough,
They say life is love and love is life but life isn't giving no hugs,
And I'll do whatever I can do for her,
But for now I'm far away,
I can't but I wanna see her everyday,
To the one holding the chains,
There's things I wanna say,
I'm tryna end her pain but yet it keeps stacking up,
And I'm tryna do stuff that makes life less rough,
And I'm walking through a bottomless gut of emptiness, shame and guilt,
And despite the pain I felt,
And the damage in life I dealt,
And the amount of rejections I detected,
The color for death is red,
Despite people saying black, red is the color we bleed,
And murder, greed and sex is all I hear and see,
Then where's me,
Where's me?
You know what I'm sick of the pain,
You know what I'm sick of rainy days,
You know what I sick of every ounce of pain I have,
Every sentimental issue in my head,
And yet have no tears to shed,
When I cry the color's red,
Leaks from tear ducts flowing into my veins,
You know I need help I'm going insane,
And I hope I stay long enough to change lives,
Revise,
And make a person have a happier life than mines,
Emotion doesn't begin or end with tears,
It's a never ending process,
Please let me reset,
I was raised to respect,
Ne'Vaeh you are my embodiment of HeaV'en,
I've never been the guy to cut,
Maybe burn or use chemical uppercuts,
I feel things sunrise to sun up,
And I constantly think about stuff,
And you know what?
No one ever said life was a joyride,
I never said I was in for a lifetime I'm in for a good time.