Another day
• Written by MikeMato
Another day, get dressed hide from any mirror no joke
Walk into school slow, ignoring all these prayers they spoke
Sat in the back, asked to speak, stood up and choked
Couldn't utter a word to someone he hadn't known
Anxiety with sobriety from drugs, trying to abstain
Teacher picked my groups, last kid picked on any game
Invite to the cool parties sophomore year thatsummer
Bummer no one uttered a word to this white usher
Got home every day, music blast and cherish it
Ear buds in, drown out the background of embarrassment
Then I wrote a verse vented home about being invisible
lift able by shifting to a different dude and making life live able
So instead drowning in Xbox, I put a pen down to paper
Thinking these one syllable schemes would make me famous later
Then I studied, how they spoke, how to plan and market
Decided if make it off raw skill, no matter how slow it started
Build a fanbase steadily and I'll bet they stay loyal
I swear these celebrities be leaving family to boil
Remember who you put down, crucified in front of friends
Pretend to make amends than sends more tricks again
Emo looking fool, last time he ever uttered them words
When I went berserk on a nerd looking down on me? Absurd
Putting these lyrics to paper, how I felt, expressing my views
It grew into a new obsession, lifesaver that came outta the blue
Instead loosing cool, blowing out on some tool trying to fight
I cool down and write, blowing out on some tool over the mic
I'm desperate at this point, writing daily about bullshit by me
Stressed from testing thinking Im failing life since every college deny me
Go out for recess, everyone's running playing sports to pass time
I'm sitting on the curb writing words on my pad that I thought rhymed
Been committed since I was younger getting sunburnt in the summer
Now it's ending so I down another to smother the pain that suffers
I quit smoking 8 times within the last 6 months, it's a disgust
That I can't stay clean for three days even, still take boge puffs
I've had enough, after hearing threatens and mocking all day
dancing around with the thought of rap, one foot in the doorway
But now I'm kicking it down, with riot shields yielded to conceal
From any squabble or speal directed to make me submiss or kneel
Cause I'm not that same frightened kid by night and lightning
Now I'm fighting to make my writing strike like a rising Poseidon
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MikeMato
Member since June 9 2015