Monday, December 26, 2011

ryme 12.26.11

i was raised on lies
to be like everyone else
go to school
stay out of trouble
get into college
keep a good health
land a nice job
pay all the bills
get a house
a car
wife
n kids
buy a cookie cutter home
just to blend in
but i'm the black sheep here
just dont fit in
most think i'm crazy
going against the grain
life without color
thought without the brain
unplugged from the matrix
i see them run around
unaware of reality
a path
they dont dare touchdown
but why me?
who lit the fuse to this bomb
blew out the side of my head
more clear
yet more is gone

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