Upon Us

Ill times rollin' lackin the flow ache in my throat and wisdom seems so lost, and yet it's better in ways it's different, i miss those oldschool meditations when relaxing and getting visions was
Ven w/ my eyes closed i propose a toast, to myself to find the time to ask my lord and galaxy to point me in the right direction, i got my foot in the door, i gotta keep on writin' and stay plan
O this world, be4 i can take off....please come back to me i need to say goodbye to these old ways stagnant lifestyle's no longer in my way, i gotta keep on movin', so i pray, and wait for a sig
M my guides, they help me proceed as i lay, and dream of my future, i miss those times....cumback to me.....

Sometimes i just sit back and wonder what was meant to be learned from that event that occured everything happens for a reason right i left behind just another tragic lesson in life an organic r
Drenaline flight high above the traumatised situation of life...it's ironic, considerate rarity patron of love, higher knowledge engulfs me 'cause, the blast of fate a lesson, to my eyes concern
D overwhelmed theirs were of fear yet i'm feelin' so empty inside and yet it burns so akward this..time.....tears a waterfall of acid cries from his, eyes, i need to recognize, it's meant to be.
S alive and his cries just begin arisin' suprisin' as well...this little boy proud of helpin' those in need but he's not me but just maybe he could be, i can see it now because, i'm a hero in hi
S temporarily blind this immature kid a spirit as well an angel, hiding by helping and wanting to understand..me...it's somethin' w/ my pride, lies, i cannot hide my true side, and maybe in dist
I can still come out laughing
That's the way i am...am i hard to recognize? what do i need to realize? why can't i see w/ my own eyes? what do i need to see?

frankly modest speech dishonest eyes upon us like a vulture in the sky hovering
Carcass moulding earth filthy birth after... friction based upon fiction
Replacing friendship untrueness speculation concentration heresy is controlling
Us all this flagrant foul stench upon us overwhelming everybody like an
Imaginary forklift father you point your finger as a scolding mother fucker
Sucker blamin' evil upon another under that pedistal you hold yourself so high
Above us i can't imagine what it's like to not give a shit about nothin but
Your un-beleived a holy story led in motion peers are punished for their
Individuality seperating us all

I'm your mirror's reflection, what you don't like about me is what you hate in yourself, you should see through others eyes be4 you go ahead and make 'em feel like shit stop it but you won't bec
You hate yourselves images bitch, sometimes i get so frustrated haunting visions in the back of my mind, oh you struck a pose w/ your hand extended open arms in an idiocratic ways you try to lie
Ourselves but you can't break through that sacred wisdom of your spirit...used...freak....sometimes i would give anything just to be somethin more than nothin'