The heat is on
Walls have creeks and sounds
Cardinals sit and watch over
Live Now
To wake to the same thang
No one wanting to be true to me
While my head is heavy
With lies once told
What is the better of the two
Sit back in aw of the fold
of why can't I get it right
For someone to be in my physical
true touch-touch site
To finally come to Nikki as they are
Why fear
or
is
it
Simply no care
To much is just to much
Stare @ me as a slush
Why insult my intellegence
We cont. to make room for a chances?
of course
The question remains where is my
chance to be me 4 me & not you.?
Now
The Same
Change always gets in the way of Love
We must revolve through
And see it as
Our way in becoming sound
yet unfound Still.
Once AGAIN!
While I sit and smoke another cigerette
Me and Juice I Have Egoed up
Same time same line of wow is me.
Can we ever solve this problem
Of
Killing ourselves softly?
No answer just smoother yourself first
for OUR feast
at the
COOK OUT.
While chimes
Continue
To
Strangle
My
Neck
