Words where art thou?

like a cat when the vacuum comes out

you scatter away when I need you the most

Wont you just please your host and trickle down

my nasal cavity and rip out of me

show these folks who you are

when you pretend not to be a shinning star

that you are , you allow others to eclipse you

spit you words, i mean spit your words

see, I'm clowning it, I mean Im losing it

abusing the script behind the set when I sit

Im thinking "Why exit stage when I have more to say"

put away the cane, you aint pulling me off this show.

not gonna blow smoke when I have forestfires of desires

ready to go, ready to show it's power and destruction

I can't function when you tell me no

but others have escaped the realm of statistics so

I guess you can FUCK OFF because this is my show now

the world is my audience and limits are the falling fence

This isn't a sitcom so I won't make you clap

you do you, while I construct this mental map

pass all the crap, I can see a lil better now

Oh sweet words where art thou?

 

-Julien Grey