A FREESTYLE

poetry is like an escape

from everything outside whats actually inside .

i try confide to life but

she yells and yells, to my despair

i fear to show.

but here i am showing,

in hope for you to know.

know the struggles of living in a space

with no actual space. you'll ignore,

because i know you're in space too.

human beings are hard to be in

sync with.

delusional, different, "depressed"

are just but a few.

don't act surprised, been yelling since

feb 20, 01.

Listen to this one !

I'm telling you something important !

Even though you look !

Seriously hard, only the truth you'll see !

!

i enjoy to tell to please my head

and to get ahead,

i say I'm slimey but again you're in your head

so far 'ahead' to realize

i'm leaving with your head.

nicely damaged,

properly destroyed,

heavenly evil,

happily sad and

comfortably uncomfortable. You?