Just Another
• Written by ribs
I spit like a wanderer lost in the desert
I yearn to be the hottest but I can't stand the pressure
A suburb dweller from the middle class tier
My life looks the same, tomorrow, last year
I'm a stranger to struggle and a stranger to trouble
A jungle predator afraid to burst his bubble.
On the surface I am calm, the anger is inside of me.
My mind is on the moon cuz I hide the dark side of me.
Sleeping with a smile that's a situation quite rare
The thoughts in my head could give Freddy Kreuger nightmares
I'm dreamin' and I'm schemin' of a life without me
How easy it would be if no one knew about me.
I must be a test kid, to measure and to mess with.
Maybe I was made with a humorous intention.
Expecting me to limp with a faithful crutch.
I love so little yet I hate so much.
Ambition manifests from Amazon drive-by's
My life depends on computers and Wi-Fi
Why try if failure's gonna be a possibility
Hostility is still in me, I can feel it killing me,
I've got a dirty soul and I'm pretty sure it's septic.
Facebook photos of "congrats you're accepted"
Living in a lawn that is never green enough.
My happiness is nothing it'll never be enough.
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ribs
Member since February 26 2015