Still Standing (EDIT)
• Written by Bennytrip
I feel like I'm just lost n' tossin an turnin, frosted over still burnin'
yearnin for somethin greater, soul searchin in this dull hole full a haters
An indicator that this world is not what it seems, not for me, vision blurred
Stings cause it had the nerve to splice my last nerve, wow,
Twice now I've sunk to the bottom *kerplunk* the sound of my rottin body droppin
Used all the strength I've got n', stuck watchin, plottin my next move
findin my groove, time to choose what path to take, what I have at stake
you do the math while I sit here and fuckin masturbate,
while everyone fucking laughs at the raps I make,
wake n' bake, for god's sake hoping this is all a dream
that it's not fake, and tomorrow instead of drowning in my sorrows I gleam
And get a chance with these rap rants in my hands to redeem my torn self-esteem
I'll then be reborn livin vivid in the chants of my fans,
Dancin, dashin, prancin, and laughin cause my plans aren't chrashin
I can finally make a statement about our mental fashion without receivin a verbal lashin
Babblin in my journal I finally ain't travelin this fucking circle, no longer feelin hurtful
Dealin with fright in a bright light like I'm nocturnal,
rarely seein, barely breathin turning purple, But I'm still standin...
Still standing with my feet firmly planted, Granted I was never fully stranded,
I'll never understand why I felt so abandonedMy childhood wasn't bland n' I'll tell you firsthand
I wasn't raised a dumb little ass though, branded a son of middle-class folk,
wrote, spoke like a normal human, still perceived different
Maybe I'm late-bloomin, a newly received shipment,
concealin a brilliant bewitchment feelin resistant
Wonderin why everyone's so persistent thunderin in telling me what to do,
what to say, who knew, I'd still be standing here today
I almost ended it all, I almost fuckin hung a rope n' let all 150 pounds fall
Jesus what a fucking close call, I don't give a lil shit if no one believes this ill spit raw
Cause in the long haul you'll remember these lyrical pictures I draw
An ember burned right through the center of the spherical sinners thought
Just be careful when you're caught standing at the edge in distraught
Remember you're lucky to be standin at all, Remember we're still standin...
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Bennytrip
Member since November 8 2013