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and its the saddest action living lifeless,

motionless on the sound like a life boat with no hope survive or jump ship,

life is bullshit i swear it picks you up and drops you through the open air,

smack dab onto concrete, can stand on my own feeet?

can i stand on my own feet?

when im face down i promise i wont be one to get clowned,

although i wear frown its confident,

people tryna tell me i should stop with this,

writing isnt just a hobby its a gift,

word play like little children in the spring month of may,

words bounce off your skin and feelings to kin alike,

nobody's perfect but im searching like,

im the perfect one with the perfect words

and the perfect type of life to go and grip a mic

and spit it out for people to get wet too,

like a rubbermaid rain shoe ill always be there for you,

just dont pick and choose when its good for you,

remeber i got feelings too,

remember i got feelings too..