Stressing on minor objects
that keep acting
like they’re the fuel
that will propel me forward,
I keep following rules,
trynna grind and get some dough but what the **** for?
I’m just a pawn in a game of chess, the one percent
Stay trying to act celestial, implementing shady laws
that make it harder
for my people to progress.

Silent cries
never heard
Years go by
justice never served
Anger and rage spilling out
Flipping tables on reality
Call us beasts
For wanting to be free
Free to breathe
Because as of late
It’s been feeling kinda hard
Walking through broken glass
***** stares
like we the **** of the earth
Daily reality’s  brushed off
Cause they don’t affect you
Getting killed by people
That are supposed to protect you
Fear the government
Is what they want
But we are tired
Of your knee against our neck
We need to breath and scream
And make ourselves be heard
When our voices aren’t loud enough
Let us hit them where it hurts
Our money our pockets
We fund them
We pay for our own demise
So it’s ok to destroy what we create
To rebuild what’s out of date
Let’s be done being scared
And get prepared
Change only comes when we come together.

No spoons

They say time heals all wounds
But it’s been ages
And my chest keeps pouring out
All these ****** feelings
self pity, fears,
and all the regrets
engraved like hieroglyphs
In the depths of my mental
Just one day in my mind would probably be fatal

24 hours in a day
And you couldn’t toss
A couple minutes my way
I said I cut you off
But I stay connected
No chords on my phone
Always waiting
On some type of feedback
So I could relapse
And play the victim
Although I know your wicked ways
And these games you play
I still love you through the doubts
That i am not the only dog
You got on a leash.

why am i here?
who am i?
what is life about?​
is life a game?​
is that why i always get played?​
why am i the way i am?
does life have  be this hard?​
how do i make this pain go away?
why dont these drinks help me forget?​
why wont this smoke fog my memmories?
why am i a ****** person?​
why do i loath myself?​

Pale and out of reach like the moon
An invisible force that attracts me
Her fierce blue eyes remind me of the sea
like the moon rocks the ocean
I feel like her eyes could put me to sleep
Like Medusa with a single gaze
I’d be hard as stone but  
I’ll never get the chance to know her
I only see her through the glass window
But to breathe in the same era  
And to know that in a lifetime
She will have taken infinite breaths
And like the world spins round
Her breath is out there
Taking its course
through the cycles of nature
The plants will recycle her essence
Into new air that I might someday breathe