I let my brain rain on a page so my thoughts can be replayed, right hand dance the led away between these lines i feel no pain, whiteout no pink erase, sharpie tongue lyrics engraved, lies paint a pretty picture when the truth ain’t on display, the volume ain’t too honest when the bass gets in the way the speakers keep on knockin while the music’s pumpin veins, how a song can last forever but the mood is still the same?, How can you change the player but the rules never unchanged?, Real life can be so ugly bloody tears fall from a face, Guilty conscious still be with you eventhough you changed your name, Ain’t no second tomorrow just another route that you can take, Laying in bed wishing that sober never came, Eyes closed but you aren’t dreaming cuz the brain is still awake, To you i am a stranger cuz u can’t decode expressions on my face, Im feeling like i knew you through yo eyes fuk your name, I got x-ray vision so all my haters look the same, I was born to text a message that made a hater crack a smile, feeling some type of way, Paste my message with no copy, evidence without the ink could never be a case, They hear my voice on the scanner, but can never see my face, America’s most wanted, my profiles a blank page, My vocals cant even find me, as i whisper in the shade, My shadow be so bright, cuz i was born where its grey get my verbs from my temple, and my breath from the bay, My mouth be my pistol , if my lungs cock back, my tongue is blowin brains.
POETTA'S THERAPEUTIC POETRY 