21 May, 2010

ScribbledConfession

I sometimes wonder what they'd do if they knew
Will they turn their backs to the facts or let me know its through
But I never meant to, it wasn't like that
I've been so full of myself, but now you see what I lack
The confidence the conciousness
The ability to say no over yes
I've succomb
to a greater force that's made me less
Now i run
From the reasons why I made this mess
I find comfort only in the lies i've told
Track 'em down build 'em up so I fit the mold
I am bipolar I am crazy I am depressed at what life's made me
I fight, I take flight, my life story is my plight
It's hard for me to smile in the face of all you liars
I see me in you, and I know it's true
Lying is all we know how to do
Lying holds me together, new age glue
If I didn't lie I wouldn't be fine
If I didn't lie it wouldn't be nice to see or meet you
But I greet you as if I am a fully trusting capable individual
What a load of bull
Next person I meet i'm saying
Hello names Cassandra, I advize you stay away
Cause if you're anything like the others you're sure to hate me one day
And hey.

13 May, 2010

Plz don't make up some sob story about how you can't talk to me. You wouldn't have shit to say anyway

07 May, 2010

I've arrived to this place by way of the stuggle, can't even say that I loved you
I'm stayin above you.
I traveled the beaten path, and veered off when you beat the last, ounce of hope for humanity,
out of me.
Watch out for these, words theyre backed by the absurd the careless occurrence that gives me reassurance.
Think you're doing the right thing til things get frightening,
so I'm lightning to these mics
I strike back twice as hard and raise the bar to bring these niggas up to par.
Don't call this a rap or act
Cause I speak from the cracks, embedded.
like you, eager too, for the truth.
Where I go from here no fear,
I got my water bottle full of tears
I'll quench my thirst with my hurt
No better revenge then the succession of my progression,
What's the lesson?
Never let another lessen you when they're less than true
to themselves, they live in hell
a place I will no longer dwell.