With Interest
Emotions fragile, words agile
My chords can do tricks
According to this, my style is exploring the risks
Implore you to wish upon a star to get as free as this
My week consists of moments I can’t believe exist
A grief abyss, then drift into some weekend bliss
I’d be remiss not to mention that sometimes I limit myself
Sticking to a scheme, never know where to end it, a sort of affliction,
Pleasing like the feel of a kiss, I’m building my health
Just like the doc recommended, I stop when intended
I rock until my thoughts are all finished
A hundred percentage, yeah, that’s just the cost of my image
I know who my friends is, I also know some pretenders
From a distance, before I name em, somebody call in the censors
I call a census, lets calculate our current consensus
Is this a business or just a means of sharing my interests?
I share my thoughts with interest
Beyond the starting line by inches
I share my thoughts with interest
Beyond the starting line by inches
I share my thoughts with interest
Beyond the starting line by inches
I share my thoughts with interest
Beyond the starting line by inches
Life consumes, navigating love in a vacuum
Wolf packs loom, as I write rhymes under black moons
Fresh starts, yeah, I bet trouble’ll be back soon
Sensations I had as a kid, now back to boom
I have no room for people with no time for me
Sounds easy, but I’ve found that it’s hard to see
Or believe. I still bless the air they breathe
Don’t question me, I always keep my heart on display
My soul on the line, two traits I shall never betray
The rest of my days, I wanna spending em testing my age
No pressure, I gauge my wins from the ways that I feel
That makes it all real, then I find my way thru my will
I share my thoughts with interest
Beyond the starting line by inches
I share my thoughts with interest
Beyond the starting line by inches
I share my thoughts with interest
Beyond the starting line by inches
I share my thoughts with interest
Beyond the starting line by inches
You think you’re smart, well, Sherlock you’re not
I sit alone seeking peace through pure thought
A sure shot, you’re so insecure, you’re a Morlock
Nice mask, me? I’m more Adam Warlock
It’s him, grim, living life with a sole gem
One love, youngblood plus love for his blood kin
But something…that I need is a friend
Who stick till the end…Like old Willie Lumpkin
Deliver the news and choose what views may get lumped in
Who wants in? Prepared to sooth all of your wanting
But…please stop fronting
Don’t want to lose it all over nothing, emotions gushing
You don’t need to test every button
And turn my world upside down like when Charlie tries punting
Like a concussion seeing stars just minus cussing
Expressing frustrations, that would be a different discussion
I’m only human, at least that’s what I’m sort of assuming
Still I feel so alone, I sense them old doubts looming
It’s not a rumor just a few years past my birth
One of my favorite phrases is “I’m not from earth”
A thoughtful search reveals that was the seeds of hurt
My needs alert knowing that I lost my worth
And that’s a shame for someone that’s so young and pure
I did endure but it led me back to where things once were
I must concur some days, AND some months a blur
I see some patches in my memory, those times unsure
I’m trying to usher in a new age of hope
Or ways to cope, and apply to each phrase that’s wrote
