Man Why i gotta Say it LiKe tHat

I  want to figure out a way
where I can Just
write this

Oh So

Freely.

Yet it only sounds so

in my mind.

When I know
no one
but me is listening.

I Can never repeat those thoughts,
yet I wish i could record them.

If I had that power.

Unlimited ammunition will win any war.

I mean
have you opened your eyes lately,

and realized that it's not that bad.

Especially if your life is never in danger.


I mean,
certain parts of the world,
life is cheap.

I'm talking free ninety-9.

Say it with me.


I follow my heart,
which has been mislead by all that is dark
It whispers evil
way paST reason
Drag them down
Let them face their own treason
Knife against their throat
Answer
What is it that you believe in
In which kingdom of god does humanity not bleed in?


Suffer at the name
of the two brothers,
at least could have been
if not fallen
under the trap
of playing such childish games

Kids these days,
hide under their old Age


Mentally I mean,
they stay undisciplined
which has become a problem,
very common
amongst the common.


Small minded worlds,
stayed small
for the sake of who knows what the fuck
i mean
expect so much
from one
who claims
they enjoy


Dead ends?


SHould not have followed that one,


Goodness,

If I could only imagine the state of mind
that is required
in order to
understand my
imagination.


Because My imagination seems
As if all I see
are Possibilities
that I know
we can achieve


I doubt myself
when you do not believe me


Unfortunately
I do
rely
on you


I know
You cannot realize
THAT It is bizarre
for you
to not see
that small detail


But yet
my 20/20
might only see,
that which is in front of me.


we cannot see that which we are not looking at.

You foolish fuck,

i know it sounds so obvious.
Yet I say this
not with the intent to seem
Magnanimous.

After all we fuck, fight, and bite
like animals.




Reach down for what's deep
Tell me if it's still only us.




Trust when
I say
I don't give a fuck.



but if it still is,
Don't you ever think for a second i wasn't holding on.





Calm down Johnny.




I currently am listening to Kiss Land.


And yeah,


Adaptation is fire.



There are few other songs that,

You know.



I don't even know.





Shiiiiit.

I free write like a mother effer,

Heffer,

is what I call fat bitches.


when i am being derogatory in a comedic sense.


She never likes those jokes.



But I'm sure she really knows what I mean,

rather to think that I am being hurtful

with malicious intent.




That would make me a bad person,


and I would like to believe that I am not.





Lol,

Dummy
i feel
for feeling the need to explain,

myself.



So lonely,


i have felt,
yet I have become used to it.


in a sense where,

I have found
or am currently finding
The graceful sense of

Balance.







Yet there are things weighing me down.


There are moments where I need more than a get me up.



i need some,



who knows really.


listen


listen


I want to stop,


so maybe I should.





This nigga give a shout out to Ft. Lauderdale In Kiss Land.


Ain't that a Trip.

On on to the next.

Just finished my next project,

This one I am excited about,

Because I have been memorizing the whole song,
and have only been recording the whole thing on one try.

This song is my first song I recorded and succeeded on my first attempt.

I believe the more I can do that,

the more I become ready to perform these songs.

So I do not chop it up into multiple parts,
you know,
so I can prove to myself I can perform these songs in one attempt,
opposed to just constructing an image that leads people to think something when it's nothing.


lolssss.


well here it is


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sLqyY6dgI9k&feature=youtu.be

My own reflection

I want to,
see what happens,
when i start a sentence,
hoping you read,
this with a certain expectation,
that you have kept in mind,
praying,
actually,
not really,
rather,
just half-heartedly wished,
not realizing,
the image that really,
showed itself,
to the eye,
of
the Holder,
of Beauty.
So really,
an apology should only be expected,
if your actions,
were carried out consciously.
But then that would make,
every step,
and every act,
so malicious.
And that
cannot be
the truth,
ever,
because
as a matter of fact,
I laugh,
because I know,
that the direction
i am headed towards,
is spitefully pushed,
by my own crazy agenda.
Not for a second do we admit,
when we surrender,
control,
I have,
not given
her any,
yet
I just chose,
to act appropriately.
Call me,
a name which,
I have not heard,
And I say this,
not in the sense,
where the intention,
is to seek
your genuine
Sympathy.
trust me,
What makes me most uncomfortable,
is when people,
try to take care of me.
In a very specific sense,
get your head out of the gutter,
i am trying to be serious,
But yet,
I do believe,
that what I mean,
is impossible to see,
at this point,
for I am drowning again,
in my red sea,
Yes
by that,
I mean whiskey.
Whether it is what I think it is,
is up for him to know.
I'm done shaking hands,
over bets,
that I end up breaking,
because my guilt can't be shaken,
Undefeated,
you say you are,
Let me ask you
If torture is forbidden
in All religion
then why is it
allowed in
Hell?
Please do not immediately
feel the need to
make an argument,
for that which,
you have no business
with.
Please understand what I am saying.
Can you
She can,
or cannot. I seriously,
with all honesty inside of my conscious part of my inner thought,
do not know,
what she wants.
But that really is not for me to
try to
understand,
when I beg
for help,
the way,
the only way,
I know how.
So please do not think I am
an asshole,
I swear I am the nicest
warmest,
person,
yet,
all that I imagine myself
to be,
is never checked,
by the image that Is actually,
shown to reality.


Fuck You.
You don't know Me.




I believe in forever,
regardless of how empty it leaves us at the end.
regardless if death is the only promised exit.

I never want to leave the world that you exist in.

After death,
i'll follow you wherever.

I don't care what you want.

Are you mad at me? lolz

So today,
this is what I woke up and wrote,
and recorded.

It all kind of urged out.

instead of reading them yourselves,

I made a video of me reciting what I wrote for you.

Your welcome asshole.


You're*


I mean....

I hope you like it?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F3xDe4pgCto&feature=youtu.be