My stomach in knots,
And all is lost,
in my mind thats filled with confusion.
I try to remember all that I have learned,
...
I've contemplated suicide one too many times,
My mind a box of marshmellows, squish squashing in my head,
These fears and tears that consumes my soul at the passing of each day!
I am an african, born and bred!
...
My conscious and sub-conscious mind entwined in a rhythm that no man understands,
My heart insynce with a rhyme that aint mine.
And my souls beat which is so deep, makes my spirits orchetra complete.
...
It's like going from a stallion to a donkey...
And yes I am that stallion...
I bring rebellion to your backward thinking...
...
In these lil moments that we speak, gentle words sound so sweet...
You say we are just friends but deep down I know I've already fallen...
When you say my name, my heart skips a beat, deep inside I feel the heat and I know I've already fallen...
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You kiss me and I feel nothing,
Just a deeper desire to be with her,
but what can I do but be with you,
'Coz I know she doesn't love me.
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Just another explorer on this exciting journey called life... One day at a time...)
Confusion
My stomach in knots,
And all is lost,
in my mind thats filled with confusion.
I try to remember all that I have learned,
so my confusion will disappear,
so my mind will be clear,
so I can think straight,
without the debate of whats right or wrong,
or of the things that bring tears to my eyes.
Why these moral battles?
that leaves me in shatters,
and brings the confusion back.
My life so out of place!
And just as I'm beginning to think I'm back in control,
life proves me wrong!
So I'm back at square 1
with these feelings and thoughts,
that no-one understands but me.
Yet the question of right and wrong rings in my head,
and I'm left with the feeling of failure.