Thursday, August 25, 2011

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Late night, deep thoughts, promising myself change
Lies molded by a selfish heart to appear as the truth from long range
Critical opinions silenced for the pleasures of one another
But if you don’t love or respect yourself, why should i even bother
Legs shake, Hearts break, in attempt to express how I feel
I guess that’s an “ain’t shit” nigga’s way of “Keeping shit real”
Succumb to peer pressure, the teenage social enslavement
Afterwards, let my knees dig deep into the unforgiving pavement…. “Lord forgive me..”
Good intensions overshadowed by countless bad decisions
Hard to believe, like I was a blind man talking about his visions
You can’t fathom the immensity of the fuck I do not give
To the women I have wronged, I do hope you find it in your hearts to forgive
It’s hard when you’re drunk with pride nd can only overlook your sins
Or can’t tell the difference like you’re liquored up, in a threesome with twins
My actions hold me down like an Indian enslaved in his caste
Shackles break, I win the race, but still defeated, cuz good men finish last ?
Fuck that cuz “I’ll find me a keeper, find me winner, find me a queen”
Nd even when riled up with darkness, no one can take away that dream
Late night, deep thoughts, promising myself change
lies molded by a selfish heart to appear as the truth from long range
-Eric.E

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