Words Of A Mircale

Breath

I can sing in the streets,
Til my vocal cords scream,
And the sound only comes out to be a little screech,
I've been breached,
Had to teach,
But yet no lesson is taught to me,
So now from my cords to the screen,
Where I tap to the beat,
And the brightness is all I can see,
Expand and contract,
My air consuming lungs,
Take in and take out, til' they're all beaten up,
Such fun,
Playing dumb,
Running around,
Beat the sun,
Round 1,
Get shunned,
Go home to no one,
Awe :(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(
It's funny how one extra face,
Can change the way people see you,
:(:  :(
Whether it's faking a smile,
Running a mile,
Or if you are just always seen in style,
I wake up,
Just to keep my eyes shut,
Just as I stay up,
To wake up,
To another waking day,
Just so the sun can see the bright shine on my face,
In eyes I take its place,
In eyes I'm just a race,
And it's only darkness on my face,
Round 2,
Go to school,
Hear some bull,
Walk around to gaze at fools,
Witness "cruel"
Be used like a shagged tool,
Where then its push and pull,
9 hours of sitting on a stool,
Just to walk home and be the king of fools,
Mind oh mind,
This mind of mine,
The one that turns bitterness into sunshine,
The one that constantly thinks of the time,
The one who knows how valuable it is to take a breath,
Or how hard it is to take a step,
How hard it is for patience to be a virtue,
But even minds that run around at midnight have a curfew,
I couldn't hold these thoughts if I didn't breathe,
Let alone be able to see,
Scratch that I wouldn't be able to leave,
I'm grateful as long as I hear the leaves,
Rustling in the wind,
I'm just sitting patiently for this game to end,
That's what it's become,
That's what made it dumb,
But oh well I'll play along,
And eventually like my sound, I'll be gone.