when i write rhymes
i write rhymes to kill time
but i dont kill time
just the mind
cos everytime i sit down to rhyme
the mind reminds me of the bad times
and eats itself alive

like today
i spent two hours in the grafton
dreaming up lines
but it got to a point where
the mind went blank
and my level of sanity
began to sink
and people walked by me thinking
what a prick
sitting there
staring into blank space
his parents must have been
a complete disgrace.

but please
give me a break
my parents might have been
a complete disgrace
but dont take it out on me
i'm just trying to find my place
and if that place happens to be
in the back of my mind
then fine
just let me be
Last edited by 12eTa1217e17 at Feb 2, 2008,