Feeling like my life is on hold
Trying pursue happiness ain’t got enough gold
The pressures of social ills got me wanting to fold
Do I remain the same me? And where’s the happiness to show?
I walk the tightrope and if I fall down below
I’ll descend into misery and all its best friends
The company of Pain, puts a toll on my brain
Been searching for the community of Joy since I was boy
But as I’m falling down I see despair running the town
So with a pounds Sound I’m trying to stay off the ground
Hope is thin in the air so it’s hard me to breathe.
As if there wasn’t enough barricades in the way of me trying to make the ends meet
It’s just roadblock after roadblock
We often run away from the heat like the stove’s top is getting hot
I may be a rookie, but I’m here to dominate the League
The motto’s still the same, My Audio Reigns Supreme
~M.A.R.S.~
Streams of Consciousness
- Results of Public Education
- I've found blogging as an outlet for some of my thoughts that I usually can't get out in daily conversations. Small talk never grows to "large" talk it seems so this is a way to express myself somewhat or even to just say what's on my mind.
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