BUMP-SIS-BUMP-SIS, oh what bliss when taken with this.
A child falls to blind eyes of all. Why should I remain silent to this all?
I speak my mind.
I call it as I see it and I am asked to be quiet, to pretend that what is in
front of my eyes is not there.
I want to scream, to clarify the reality, to show that another child might be
gone,
Gone the way of the quiet.
Gone the way of the silent.
I scream, to protest the agony.
I rant, to right the wrong of thee.
Why, do you want to be poisoned?
Why do the drugs make the beats sound better in our heads.
Beds, eternal for those heads.
I wish I could take you into my world, to show you the way it could be.
But No, they want to poison thee.
So when you are done with your release, you will find that the path you sought
when you were blind, was destined to leave you on your behind.
OK, I am drunk again, ok, I spoke my mind again, you can't handle the truth
so I have to be labeled "BAD"
Because I can't keep my opinions to myself.
To you all I will share, the things that stand my hair.
Stay tuned kiddies, the story has yet to begin, I have been there, through
rightousness and sin. I will show you, how this all began, but be patient with
me, because you do not know me, I think more that you know, and the truth I
intend to show.
Popularity tries to take ahold of me But I could give a damn of what it will
have of me.
I will live on, just like I did before, before you walked into my door.
I want to tell you, Of all the things that trouble me.
But just walk away from me.
You make me nervous.
You make me nervous.
So nervous.
So fucking nervous.
Be afraid, be very afraid of what the wrath of truth may bring,
It may cripple you to your knees.
8 beers
2 151 & cokes
1 tequila rose
and 1 ambulance at a party, again....
And they wonder why I rant?
Go to sleep, it will make you talk less, they like it when you are silent.
8/25/2001 4:34 P.M.
OK, This is a first of what I am sure will be a very long series of long
winded accounts from my psyche.
Love it or hate it I care not, only that you read it. and take of it what you
will.
I write these as a form of therapy for me.
If they trouble you, find your own form of therapy.
Peace,
sTRETCH dOUBT