the circus inside
By GraveFlower
reality has blinded me
i feel as if my eyes are stitched shut
and i cant see opertunity
i have to fight to stay alive-fight myself
knowing im the diamond in the dirt and wont be found
so ill take off the mask and let it all collapse
my humility is a bruise that stings like a first divorce
life is priceless. talk is cheap
speaking over beats is the only time i feel complete
i dont hear the the weak and dont fear defeat
i cut up my hands in the dark and just sat there and bled
to you im alive, but to the world im dead
look at what sick ridiculous puppets we are
i feel like im a legend on a leash
making an effort to break every piece that i can reach
yea i got somthing to say and even more to teach
standing on the roof, complaining to the moon
the only time i tell the truth is when im in my bedroom
i should rob a pet store and let all the dogs run wild
i should close all the schools to let the kids smile,,,
for a moment,
or,
lets stand on the corner and throw rocks at people
so theres no surprises written off as evil
i sleep next to a man that i dont deserve
he likes to hurt my pride. while im fucking with his nerves
but ive realized
the sky is to high to hold
and to thick to pet
im spending all my time full of regret
and i forget
time is money . every moment is costly
so i ration my emotion
because existance exhausts me
imagine waking up to the fact that you are just simply entertainment
judge the tree by both sides of the leaf..
save your soul spend your money
laugh at jokes and pretend they're funny
believe in karma truth and honor
respect the youth
understand the drama
think about your move before you make it
see the motive for the infor and advice before you take it
find some time to celebrate and meditate
i havent heard all this talking in a while
bull shit im still broke and faking the smile
im begging for attention to be left alone
Comments on "the circus inside"
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On Tuesday, March 4, 2008, Dancing_Monkey
(1246) wrote:
This write screams maturity, and comfort within thin walls. Break out girl, go mad. And relax with the piercings.
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On Wednesday, February 27, 2008, RubyXero
(484) wrote:
damn. i was stuck on that last line for a bit. i like it. the whole piece was just amazing. such a great flow to it...rhyming in certain parts... and ...well i cant go into details cuz then i'd comment on every line. but i enjoyed every single word of this.
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On Tuesday, February 26, 2008, denver nitze
(256) wrote:
this is great. the last line was a perfect conclusion. i'm sure alot of artists feel that way. very nice write.
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On Tuesday, February 26, 2008, zanewill
(84) wrote:
i couldn't agree with you more!!! I love it!!!!"celebrate, meditate, beat skins, shake skull shakers, chant, & dance">>>>
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On Tuesday, February 26, 2008, Trigger
(70) wrote:
I remember you reading this to me. I still love it. I think "time is money . every moment is costly" is my favourite line. I love the whole work though. The irony in the kids' lack of education for thatmoment of happiness, the pets running loose into the dangers of civilization. Great write Danni. -Trigger
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On Tuesday, February 26, 2008, Circe Avalon
(115) wrote:
very good write. I can almost hear it spoken.
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On Tuesday, February 26, 2008, Niemand
(361) wrote:
*clicks button*