If I put on a smile for my friends, my thoughts will disappear.
I will just be a smiling me for everybody to look at.
Because being in public is being on display.
Frustrations weep as they set in my mind,
It feels like i might break this time,
Rippled high waters cross this still heart,
And her body aches under the pressure that so willfully given.
He spits on the no smoking sign,
as if trying to prove some point.
"This has been a creative week."
No, it hasn't been.
You're just a poser, you just want
some hipster bimbo to
suck your dick.
They sit on the floor, eyes to the speaker.
He wears Turkey feathers and a shark's fin,
he dances while stroking a phallus shaped stone.
"The scars are right, they tell you nothing"
First off, sounding impatience,
my plate has never been full,
my mouth turns into my fingernails
and I'm a hard habit to break.
Elementary adults, shift sound poetry
Black America Part 2
I’mm freestyle this out
Niggas get snail with clout
The darkest chick is what I’m looking for
I use to stunt in traffic when I got bored
I have this noose around my neck because I stole a horse.
After you hang me, you won't even feel remorse.
You asked if I have anything to say so I'm saying it.
I guess i should of known by Prince's song to stay away from fast girls
But this girl sexual desire was faster than a little red corvette
She let jockeys ride her without tojans
Stick in well now, you know where it goes
Noting's change in your voice, maybe one day in your soul
I needed to hear you say it
That's the only thing that has changed
The ink that fills my heart.
Some of these thoughts might be tart,
Bittersweet controls some.
While the others are the sweet strum,
I hear while I sleep.
Sometimes suicide,
Quiet and always in the background
Watching. Or sometimes I have my head in a downward position
Low self esteem you can call it that.
In a crowded area I worry
I try to be on my best behavior
