SeasonsA Poem by SW..if..TYSeasons change just like your feelingsSelect none, comin in at a ton is The hit of a 50mm gun, puncture the lung/ Try and breathe while choking underneath Then hung up like a Christmas holiday wreath/ Here you are in Fall like a colorful dead leaf Be careful how much you show those teeth So take a seat please, acknowledge the bare trees/ Show me the life and color within them Pain and strife, a b***h for a mother, is from where I stem Everlasting prodigy is a necessary commodity The monopoly prophecy of bureaucracy democracy There's no mythology to this hypocrisy And this creates animosity with serious ferocity So when a lil ingenuity becomes an abnormality The brutality of reality kills your sanity My insanity capacity gives me the audacity to leave the galaxy To elaborately create a mass catastrophe happily Runnin out a rhymes like you in bankruptcy So listen as I scream blasphemy from this balcony
As I struggle to realize and socialize Givin the middle finger to corrupt fucked guys Ain't tryin ta jeopardize my enterprise
© 2013 SW..if..TYAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on March 16, 2013 Last Updated on March 16, 2013 Tags: Poetry, Song, Lyrics, HipHop, Rap, Reality, Poems, Depression, Happy, Slappy, MyThoughts, ThinkOutLoud, Hello, Freedom AuthorSW..if..TYCharlotte, NCAboutI am brutally honest thinker, If something crosses my mind, chances are im going to say it, or write it down, whether its a rhyme, or a random thought on a random topic. I love poetry and song writing.. more..Writing
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