Lame Poem by Mikell Gentry

I would if I could, and I could if I should, but I won't cause I'm lame

Each morning, take a pill upon wake-up, I can't see, my thoughts are covered in makeup, look at the who that you want to be in the mirror, ask for a cure, saw off their scalps and put a bullet in the furor.
Cant drive, wanna smoke, tell my jokes, hang with fakes that are just like me, they don't want to be free from their grudges they hold towards their parents, save your guilt, wrap it in a present, save it for when your embarrassed.
The small things will make you fall, faster than you could ever dream, every now and then your down and hit a close call, nothing at all, your sign told me to stop, imagining myself getting pulled over by a cop, run than drop, forever a head-rush followed by intense pain than a numbing sensation of grace, I'm told everyone loves me, I'm told I'm a disgrace.
I'm stuck underneath a pole, riding a line, what the hell am I to do? I'm hurt, I feel just fine.

I would if I could, and I could if I should, but I won't cause I'm lame

I love a starry sky filled with hopelessness inside
They can't wait til they die, find a moment to fly
I lose myself in just a second, all it takes to get it right
Feel like I'm running blind trying to find the light
I saw a glimpse of my past, chilling, ringing a bell
Had a smile on his face, said all was well
Put shackles on my arms, I got lost and I fell
Turns out that my past drug me straight to Hell

I would if I could, and I could if I should, but I won't cause I'm lame