Friday, August 7, 2009

Get Used To Me

One thing, I don't know how
It doesn't even matter now
Cause I was never taught to handle my problems
I know how to cause them , not to solve them
Swallow them down to the core
Till I can't take it anymore
Waiting to explode, my heart gets sore
But thanks to that I have these words
I have my own mind to mentor
A heart from other worlds
An understanding meant to concur
Never have been meant to deserve
All I have is earned
Turned into a fire-proof being, never meant to be burned
As I earn your ears
Listen to me, hear


Blood on the pencil, heart on the page
Words beyond age
What I made, where I stay
A verbal bed where I lay
Nouns to be pronounced
Exits made for the highway
Ok, here I go again
From one to ten
Eleven and beyond, this never ends
This is the final countdown
No more meltdowns
I'm strong on the surface
I'm made for a purpose
Do what you want, it's worthless
Cause you're not gonna stop me
You're not Shaq, you're not gonna block me
Electrified on the inside, you're not gonna shock me
I'm never gonna shut up, ain't no way to sock me


// This is my emotional distress
My emotion is in this
Do you, I'll do me
But one way or another
You're gonna have to get used to me //

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