15 min of Written Down Fame.

Need a release cause my mind feels like it’s shredded 2 pieces
2 much stress N this life of mine, it’s fuckin anemic
This so called social life – facebooking from afar, turn my back and identify
The snakes looking 2 rain on my parade like a hurricane
All the lightin and thunder, washed away N a sewage drain
Here comes the moment where I’m supposed 2 get positive
But the only light 4 my opticals is the one that is dimly lit
No point 2 get all damn emotional, because it’s only a matter of time
For me 2 B sittin up tall, high on that pedestal

Don’t give a damn about the future, or the past tense
The present is the moment - currently looking 4 happiness

2 dogs and a cat

I got no energy to write
Nothin left in me tonight
Gonna pass out here and dream about
All the obstacles in my path
Leaping over mountaintops
Over the rainbow till I find that big pot of gold

Somedays I struggle with obscurity
She doesn’t even notice me
But I got all the tools
All I need is a platform

These ideas are golden
Holdin’ onto a promise
Nothing is impossible
When God is on premise
NO fighting, no arguments
Given in to the lonely nights
Back when denial meant bravery
And buffoonery was like slavery
Pickin those cotton fields
Toiling till the cows come home

Damn girl U caught my eye
You’re fly like a falcon
Creative and spontaneous
Cute like a button with your glasses all struttin
Down that highway and into my arms
Don’t be alarmed I’m just here rambling
I hate to gamble but this time - I’m going all in