MISSST'a'THINGS

[Verse] Why talk share thoughts self harming in the heartache the Incompletion missing pieces lost all feeling like my hearts fake.....

Declining heart rates,,,,.

barely ticking,

metres flicking up n down just under halfway.

,,,,Beats per minute,,. faintly present,,,,

half pace Got scar tissue laced pretty deep inside my heart veins.

Side effects of life looking up to scarface.

mum washed her hands so I started living at my aunts place, the age of 15 i slipped quick, thinking ill be the one. Day dot I was blessed from the day that it begun.

It was cool having fun.

deep inside it bubbled up, Deep so deep down all my troubles doubled up.

Try envision.

living reoccurring through a nightmare Weather it's, right or wrong, it's bitter cold out in the night air.

A slight stare, hoodie up wearing my Nike Airs.

self confidence screams out, its one that might not care.

So I sit back sometimes and reminisce,

Think hard about all the days I've gone missed,

Weeks months years on the list like they never exist, Fighting harder still I slip into the misssst, A thingsss,

Playback rerun all my list of sins.

Got Me Feeling like I ain't fucking fit to grin. So I Look deep inside for some grit within,,, Gotta gain ground gain grip to win....

Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh

Times Changingggg

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Never fading

I'll climb the stairs,

beware I'm switching up the pattern, Yeah My,,, flows rare, its destiny its supposed to happen,

Now the,,, sky's clear,,, stars aligning for the captain,,,

I deny all fear,,,,multiplying adding traction No subtraction just a fraction of words used by a wordsmith. Copying every syllable I'm hitting in my verses, When I flip nouns an verbs around like a circus, (act), My metaphors are usually word perfect, (fact).

Now the riddles to unriddle the riddles I'm riddled with The beginnings in the middle an the middles where I begin to give.

My Mind to gain a little sight from within.

But I'm too frightened, being set alight by sins.

I face too many questions, why am I in a situation?

Why did I believe I was showing dedication?

Its gone, past the point now wherever my location,,,

Each laugh in my face is devastation, but To you it's compensation.

No hesitation releasing the build up,,, complication after complication your facing in real love,

No elation jubilation,, im finding it real tough,, ah yeahhh I'm finding it reallll tough,,,,

I sit back sometimes and reminisce

Think about the days I've gone missed.

Weeks months years on the list, like they never exist, Fighting harder still I slip into the misssst A thingsss,

Playback rerun all my list of sins,

Feeling like I shouldn't be fit to grin, Look deep inside for grit within, Gotta gain ground gain grip to win.

Times Changingggg

Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh

(Tick tick tick)

Timesssss Changingggg