you called me darling
but you caused me pain
you told me you loved me
but was it all in vain?
...
are ya catchin' what i'm throwin'?
are ya reapin' what i'm sewin'?
are ya sniffin' what i'm blowin'?
are ya smokin' what i'm growin'?
...
i'm over the sappy pathetic stories
i wanna write poetry about my glories
either that or killing, its a two track mind
speakin' of either one of 'em helps me unwind
...
now you sit there, crying, feeling miniscule,
your face is so blank yet you look so insecure,
you can't drown your sorrows but you're drowning anyway,
your heart gets colder as you grow older but you say it's just childs play,
...
your eyes, those lips, the way you smell...
this secret is too good to tell...
but sometimes its too much to hide...
the way i feel about you inside.
...
never written about a man because i'm yet to understand one,
all the ones i've trusted made me wish i had a handgun,
i'll expose their brains like they've exposed my soul,
i'll leave their bodies full of holes,
...
black 'n' red dreadlocks,
bedroom door deadlocked,
tape over the hinges,
so nobody see's syringes,
...
i asked her straight out, 'who will it be? '
'are you gonna choose him or you gonna choose me? '
she pauses and replies 'i honestly dont know'
and she leaves me hangin' right there in limbo
...