My Thoughts

Yeah as I journey through this blurry fade of joy or worry

My thoughts are given no mercy there sternly unearthly

And I have distant memories firmly taking me to the past

Or even time could hurry, flashing to my thirties

Or I could think I wake up early, thirsty as a dirty dog

But its all a fantasy serving nightmares, next thing I know I'm

Burning, yearning for a damn idea

Working, searching, urging for a clue, blank as a white Prius, Then I'm

Returning, back to this hellish scene that's turns me

Insane, no way of learning (this way)

No way of bursting (awake)

Never I thought I'd be stuck in my flawed

Brain or a prison, with fame as a mission

Is it the same or different from dream

The haters, they be bitching that I'm going downstream, but I

And sometimes I Hold my breath in cold death in this frozen water

Cant hang on no more longer

But then I accidentally regain strength

Leading me to, regain faith, pick myself up and follow the great lengths

Of Confidence, its the virtue, when it hurts you with a

Consequence, it aids the dominance

Now I use this trait

Use it to abuse this game

Producing fame and luxury

But thats not what I want I just need my summary of my message

And not to mention never being second

Fucking top as a legend