xspazzx

i wrote this in the morning...my thoughts..my mind seems to never sleep so when i cant stand it anymore i write it all down..one day i will make a book called bullshit thoughts haha

i wake up and rub the sleep from my eyes..get on my knees an thank god im alive..family prays..give em a reason to hide..today is good i feel it inside..step outside..lets go for a ride..
i sit on the bench an dream of the past..days of young..damn how it went by so fast..i remember my first kiss and my first trip to the zoo...do you?
i remember my first cut and the first words outta my mouth..my first trip..down to the south..ah those were the days..

summer nights, chilln with friends..how i wish they would never end
high school was chill but we all had better..how we were all judged in class..on one little letter

school dances? never went
1st check at staters...well spent..
current pocket status..jack shit..just lent..
greedy mind..nothing to show..economy swallowed..an all time low..
footsteps change pace...from fast to slow.
broke an nowhere to go..so i sit an stare..right out tha window

lets join hands an all intertwine..connect..with ur hand in mine
lets walk outside an dont step on the cracks..wtf is up with that..ill break my back? shits low..shit seems wack
but its just another example..of superstitious views.
11:11...stop..make a wish..somebody get me outta this shit
eyes closed..lost in confusion..is this all an illusion..
nah ur just to blind ...greedy..u got enough on your plate..
more an more..bitch just roll with your fate

if you could mold the world..an do it over again...
would u include the lust an the sin?
not knowing..whats good or whats bad..
what makes us happy..or what makes us glad..
would you do it?
would u mold it again an make it the same..?
would life make sense? or would it all be a game?
would there be trees? an dogs an cats..?
who would be labeled as heroes..an labeled as rats?
would violence corrupt..an would war be around?
would we fly or have our feet on the ground?

stop...put your mind on pause..

would there be fairytales an holidays?
bunnies an santa clause?
would there be money like pennies an dimes
or would we use sticks an rocks?
would we need sleep or work around the clock?
would love exist? like at first sight?
or must we search for it all and search for the light..
would the sun rise an set?
would the birds fly home..an sleep in their nests?

these are all things that run throught the mind..
i must admit..im one of a kind..
cuz i must confess i dont try an beat the best but must get the shit off of my chest no more no less..

footsteps...

carry me home..to my front doorstep
step inside, an get on my knees an thank god im alive..stop this ride..an step in bed..ready for dreams to run through my head..goodnight