Living out my days just missing sun rays
But rather get paid any givin Sunday.
I’m fresh I’m clean I’m quick I’m pristine
I can’t fall its a free for all I’m talking no teams.
My work ethic is epic I’m talking energetic
I’m athletic while you are pathetic
More poetic then a rapping schizophrenic
Call a medic my rhymes to sweet an your a diabetic
Stuck to me like I am magnetic
Poems to sick well shit might start a pandemic
In privacy Im quietly silently sinning
I’ve known success since the very beginning.
What is failure I always prepare for winning
Life almost won but son I’m never submitting
You have hoes I have goals that I plan on hitting.
Always making poems I’m growing my word play is amazing
Started to write to fight depression any bad energy I am erasing.
Not going to lie I always try to seem normal but I’m the opposite
Trying my hardest I’m not the smartest but I know others are talking shit.
Didn’t graduate but I still levitate above my fake ass fans
I’m the lone wolf I choose an pick between these little ass lambs.
I’m just simply cut from a different cloth
Im from the rough an your from the soft.
Overthinking is sinking my ship to growth
Feeling lost what’s the cost how do I approach
Is it anxiety or depression I’m guessing it’s both.
Worrying just scurrying to pick up the pieces
my heartbeat increases my confidence decreases
So many reasons why my tears are releasing.
Stitching up my sanity always having fantasy’s of enjoyment
But my Brain is a glutton for pain tells me I’m a disappointment.
A failure a fraud
A peasant not a god
Never will be pleased until I am freed from this mess.
Poems are a potion that help show the emotions I can’t express.
I’d be lying completely denying
the fact I crave perfection
As I look in the mirror
when It gets clearer
I see the loser in my reflection.
Murrmanski
