No Sense

No Sense

Now days...

I’m all about how things change...

Peoples perceptions of life...

Fall...

Fail...

And give way...

To another new breed...

But it's still not me...

It’s still not tea...

You can bet that I’m naughty...

But they must just not want me...

So I’m still here wanting...

Forever in debt to my past...

I swear if I could just go back...

I would be so fucking quick to relapse...

Just like a feen and his tracks...

You’ll forever remind me of my past...

Inside I am bleeding...

And still not seeing the facts...

All of this is really me...

So don't tell me to quit the act...

All of these cat's...

Could never step a foot where I’m at...

So y'all can go ahead and take a good look at my ass...

I mean after all...

Your crap...

Just another sorry product of crack...

Wow...

How raw was that...

Now all seems flat...

Yet another chance to inflate...

But I pass...

I mean what's with me...

Most of the time I don't even make any sense...

Allot of it is because I’m still dieing to forget...

At night I lie in my bed...

I cry all of the time...

Because my mind is upset...

That’s why...

I use all of my free time now just trying to vent...

So hopefully one day...

I will find myself back into the past tense...

But for now please feel free to go ahead and disregard any of this non-sense...

At least I’m honest...

teaone