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Ascience

Changing your state of mind, redefine your delusion-ed side, can’t see your mouth moving, just your thoughts from others, its just a house full of bullshit alternating, side to side. Thoughts drowning my brain, consciously. Think about what happened, visualized differently. How it happened, I don’t know? Guess it could’ve been you and I, no one will ever know. So I’m not trying to draw attention, I’m just trying to show you I’ll probably need you more than ever, It’ll be hard for me to stand the fact its not right, but neither are you, so why am I here to fight if you were to like another guy? Talking to another guy? PDAing with another guy? On the phone with another guy? Kissing another guy? its not right, but its all right. Sit tight, I chose to give up in this fight. I don’t know how I’ll get through this, maybe it’ll just slip through into a bliss, and assist-, ance, is here when it is needed. I’m one call away, just dial and you’ll see it. Believe it. Just don’t let one guy conceive it, and I really do mean. Take care, this isn’t the last time I’ll see you. Remember, you is all I need, more than ever.

I'm Mikey Instrumental

The Cool Kids

A verse I wrote to the instrumental of “I’m Mikey” by The Cool Kids.

Check me out bro I got hella kicks,

I’m hella lavish with my million dollar fits.

I keep it so real I never be phony,

I’m one in a million all these niggas wanna clone me.

Just like LeBron, I stay with the ‘Heat’,

I cop a new pair everyday of the week.

I gotta keep my Js so fresh and clean,

And I only buy ‘retros’, I don’t fucks with the ‘teams.’

I said, “Check me out bro I got hella kicks,

I’m hella lavish with my million dollar fits.”

I chase the green and I’m always on my grind,

Every second’s a dollar so don’t waste my time,

And I can’t get enough, I feel like a fiend,

Lookin’ through a emerald cause all I see is green.

The haters could speak I don’t care what yall say,

I can’t even see them, bitch the money in the way.

Sometimes I feel like I don’t have a partner. Sometimes I feel like my only friend. Is this city I live in the city of angels? Lonely as I am, together we cry.

My Verse

A verse I wrote. Please read and tell me your opinion.

This whole life is a lie, all your so called friends wish you’d die, so they can pick up what’s left behind, and everyone says they’re lost in this life, but they’re not, they were just never found they were locked, so they knocked, depression opened the door and put ‘em in a pot, mixed ‘em with sadness not a bit but a lot, see you think you know the truth, but the truth, is nothin but lies, it’s fuckin with your eyes, are you blind, when will you realize? and the dying youth, is my number one proof, everybody’s messing with you, see nobody has the balls to say the truth, cause if they do, they’ll get split into two, so don’t believe, everything you hear, don’t water this seed, don’t grow this fuckin tree, of lies and fear, cause it’ll get you trapped and you wanna flee, but you can’t cause doesn’t seem that you found a key, this is what the lies have done, put you in a coaster that ain’t fun, you try to run, but lies keep comin from, everywhere but not everyone, lies are a lot but the trust is said by some, that’s why you gotta trust none, but believe some, there’s a difference between these words, but no sum.  

I Don't Like

J Hill

Hot verse off the upcoming mix tape “Hate it or Love it”

Poison (Final Cut)

SeymourThaKID

Something Light. Feedback More Than Welcome.

“How you feel how you feel how you feel? Like I’m at McDonalds with a Happy Kids Meal

Something that just came to my mind

Yesterday I was talking to a friend I hadn’t came out to. We were in a group the were others (lets call her Green and her girlfriend Pat) knew already. He went on like “I see you as feminine” and I was like, “I don’t want to be seen as a man, and I don’t want to be seen as a woman either, and I know I can wear very feminine clothes at times( I do, I like the concept and I end using my body as my own mannequin)  but then again it’s mostly for convenience (like summer women’s clothes are the most fresh” In the end I’m not sure he got my point, and I was overly annoyed about it.

Maybe it’s cause I don’t crossdress, and I won’t I want to be neutral, Then again maybe cause I just dont lean into this overly macho in cargo pants masculine image. No. I have two cargo pants. I prefer skinny or straight jeans. They seem more neutral to me. Maybe it’s cause if ever I lean to this side:

see? skinny jeans, they are neutral to me (cause you know not only girls wear skinny jeans) . I’m neutral. Dresses and cargo pants, I don’t hate them, I quite enjoy wearing them when I want, just don’t come and tell me I don’t look masculine, masculine isn’t where I want to stand, I just happen not to want to stand in feminine either.

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So you want words

And I have so many

That I have none

They all tumble in my head

Sounding so wrong

So unsure

That before one thought is over

I’m correcting myself

So maybe just this, then:

Here goes..

Am I scared for you?

Oh my God, yes.

Paralyzed.

But you know what?

You could burn yourself against the cliffs of the white wall

Or get mud from the bottom of the Styx under your nails

You could tell me you’re too good to need a friend like me

Or just curl up besides me ten years from now and sob

And I wouldn’t ask you

I wouldn’t say I told you so

I would open the door

And be glad you are here

And hope that you stay forever

You may be right

You may be wrong

I may be upset

I’m sharing you with him

(I am)

Who the hell cares, my darling friend.

That’s what my unconditional love is for.

You are not this

This is not you

And that’s exactly what makes me think

This might just be….perfect

(And anyone who thinks this is a lesbian poem can go fuck themselves)

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