The Process
Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 8:53 am
I'm gon' try....somethin' different....*ahem*
I can picture you, standin' amongst the desolate
you represent loss, but shed tears of elegance
they stream down your face as dreams represent nothin'
my first assumption was you were only frontin'
cussin' at the sky only cuz it won't give you it's lovin'
narcisstic rage, covered in this hard yet realistic frame
failed to draw out your feelings, that's what statistics can claim
I often brush off my faults, recreate all that's before me and lost
stroke to the melody of your art, trap'd at authorites cost
......now.....I have writers block, I stride upon your figurine
tryna figure each n erry line that's runnin' across your body
oddly I'm lost in these thoughts that come across me
like would you like the fingering? gliding across you laying upon thicker schemes.....
damn....I lost it...possibly I can find a exit
*silence*
to be continued
I can picture you, standin' amongst the desolate
you represent loss, but shed tears of elegance
they stream down your face as dreams represent nothin'
my first assumption was you were only frontin'
cussin' at the sky only cuz it won't give you it's lovin'
narcisstic rage, covered in this hard yet realistic frame
failed to draw out your feelings, that's what statistics can claim
I often brush off my faults, recreate all that's before me and lost
stroke to the melody of your art, trap'd at authorites cost
......now.....I have writers block, I stride upon your figurine
tryna figure each n erry line that's runnin' across your body
oddly I'm lost in these thoughts that come across me
like would you like the fingering? gliding across you laying upon thicker schemes.....
damn....I lost it...possibly I can find a exit
*silence*
to be continued