The Same Ol' Same

The Same Ol' Same

A Poem by Apparition

It's the same ol same
Burning the candle from both ends
Til there aint nothin left to sustain that flame
Better change my aim, 
Or at least pick another weapon
Before it just another recollection
Of that same ol same

History repeats itself, over and over
Until you learn the lesson given
Or you find a magic four leafed clover
I got fields of em, growin in my backyard
Drinkins for the weak, 
Only through rapping will I smash bars
All that re-up money, slowing you down
You just a cash-tard
Got the down-jones-syndrome
Stock market autism
But who am I, to question your' condition
Better check my own symptoms
Cuz you're just a mirror image
That's some vintage apparition
Not a simple algorithm
One that plagues the hearts of men woman and children
In this system

See, I've had a chance to learn
That's just how the cancer burns
I've let answers slip away
Just to watch my life decay
A bit sadistic, hedonistic, masochistic
That's the business
If you put money over vision
Gon be swimming with the fishes
the definition of decision;
Choices made religious
A voice that you created
Better hope it's not insidious
There's no production
When you counter your' own function
Just a fluctuating circumstance
The same ol words and purposes
Learn the lesson
Burn the bridge
Turn your chips in, kid
The dealer can only take all of your' earnings if you bet em
So don't put all your gaskets in one casket
Or the fascist factions and actors
With impassioned actions 
Will activate the actual fate
That you created through attraction
One minute you're actually laughing
Next one you tactfully basking in yourself
But in captions it reads;
Bout to realize those aren't the cards you were dealt
It's like a belt loop with no belt
No matter what careens through the sun beams
Be it missiles or raindrops
just remember one thing;
you can hold up dreams and jeans 
With just some string at the seam.

It's the same ol same
Burning the candle from both ends
Til there aint nothin left to sustain that flame
Better change my aim, 
Or at least pick another weapon
Before it just another recollection
Of that same ol same

Which convoluted path,
Is the most constituted in fact?
Which page leaves more delay;
Is it the future or the past?
Need to find the present
Need to let go of resentment
What is your' intention?
What is your' intention?
Did you even have intent,
Or did you do it without question?
There's still time for resurrection
What is your' intention?
What is your' intention?
Learn the Lesson
Or it's…

It's the same ol same
Burning the candle from both ends
Til there aint nothin left to sustain that flame
Better change my aim, 
Or at least pick another weapon
Before it just another recollection
Of that same ol same

© 2014 Apparition


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Added on August 17, 2014
Last Updated on August 17, 2014

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Apparition
Apparition

five thousand two hundred and eighty away from waves



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A Poem by Apparition