First post
Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 5:28 am
Why are things never what they seem, i rather lay asleep one of those perfect dreams
Something bout her rest within mind
Shes the only thing to vision once i shut my eyes
I feel happiness and missery both the same time some more green just to free the mind
All day big high big fried dumb but same time realize ill never be want i want
And knowing that imma do just what i want.
Here i go again reminisceing sitting waiting wishing
One day my thoughts get out so people can listen
On beats
No one now but soon people will know me
Through these words i speak all heart held moments of past times, rearranged into these thought out rymes of poetry
But for now i wonder if if time will tell what comes of me this weed, mushrooms, help me see the light, of Gods dark some call a plan of life...
if you dont like it i know im diffrent dont hate. if you dig it i need beats.Plenty more poetry where that come from
Something bout her rest within mind
Shes the only thing to vision once i shut my eyes
I feel happiness and missery both the same time some more green just to free the mind
All day big high big fried dumb but same time realize ill never be want i want
And knowing that imma do just what i want.
Here i go again reminisceing sitting waiting wishing
One day my thoughts get out so people can listen
On beats
No one now but soon people will know me
Through these words i speak all heart held moments of past times, rearranged into these thought out rymes of poetry
But for now i wonder if if time will tell what comes of me this weed, mushrooms, help me see the light, of Gods dark some call a plan of life...
if you dont like it i know im diffrent dont hate. if you dig it i need beats.Plenty more poetry where that come from