What ppl do for Love

 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