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I See Nothing
- What am I about, why yell and shout, when I don't know, what to rhyme about,
- Am I smart, in part, and crazy all over, like the Joker,
- Insanity may be pulling closer, staring me in the face,
- When I look over my shoulder, which by the way, is constantly feeling colder,
- I'm talking stone cold, like I've been carrying boulders,
- For years people called me intelligent, but without definition, recognition,
- Seems irrelevant, I probably know what they meant, I know what words,
- Represent, since I've learned about, common sense, but nothing's really,
- Common since, everything is subjective hence, so I wonder what objective is,
- Every conversation is filled with aggressiveness, think about all the good times,
- We miss, think about all the friendships me risk, here I am talking to myself,
- In the dark, tsk tsk, right around the corner, is Christmas, I have a pyramid,
- On my wishlist, the son of the creator comes, tip, taps, and drums,
- Through my mind, and I'm thinking, what the fuck, is this,
- I'm drawing these conclusions, what have I missed, my brain's in a fog,
- No its trapped in a mist, in a mystery, I'm looking over artifacts throughout,
- History, I'm finding something I enjoy, but it doesn't make cents for me,
- Here's another hobby, that isn't free, takes away my time, its restraining me,
- From being who I need to be, I need to be working, not worthless,
- My life seems to be filled with purpose, none of which is truly perfect,
- Neurons, more like fried circuits, in a mind circus, I'm not lost,
- I just don't like the main scheme, I'm on the shore of the mainstream,
- I don't want to swim, but then I hear them all scream, I could save them,
- From the mayhem, on a quick whim, but I don't want to have to swim with them,
- They can't keep me down, I'm not here to drown, I want to feel the flow,
- I know, and not be absorbed, but how can I, I'll surely die,
- I feel deeper on land, than in the sea, I have my imagination,
- But friends are lost to Hennessy, not becoming enemies,
- But fragmented mentally, as they express socially,
- Wearing weird masks, they say that's how its supposed to be,
- I don't agree with that, society's riding me, to supposedly be another one,
- Another prodigal son, but I would rather be fictitious, my own creation,
- I want to forge my life, on the cusp of imagination, I want to make my intentions,
- Real, inscribed with a magick seal, with enthusiastic zeal, but I live in world,
- That's brutal, but I have no scars to heal, I'm just gone, Jet flew out at dawn,
- Jet flew out today, he flew away, away to yesterday, from there to yesteryear,
- From there to here, to be the fire that you hear, can't you feel the flame,
- Look into its glow, can't you see the fame, I see nothing,
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