Puttin the mind away for a more reasonable piece of the puzzle to unwind to before eyes notice that chuckle in the mirrors edge escapin it's view.  Watchin the never surrenderin mentality display the mindset playin with a more experienced version of child proof... Twisted, the eternal resistance begs for less n gets nada bcuz the unwanted mixture of maturities jus does't fit quite like me in another world... N this is what happens when I sit on my thoughts that find their own way into words as the fingers twirl..... Do da do da, I'm not the one that's fucked in the head thinkin in fact that's what the imagination pretends not to want... Mouths are intact n flush to truths n in fact loyal to survivin the relentlessness of understandin the miss use of luv... One piece at a time is fallin into place... N the dead weight is slowly bein lifted off the expression on my face... Comin up n surrounded by that crave to bounce the fuck back... Driven by the bottom where comfort found a friend within that'll last... Down is where the went to felt like life was about chasin green dyed cash... Losin the feel of the norm turned around as a new sense of mental contentment to commitment fought to stand up n live... It was in the shallows of the barrel where clarity wrapped it's honesty tight to my ribs... Better times have come to terms with those I've forgotten as of how to enjoy in a moment the careless ticks of once u know, some time ago... Here is the leveling up for the ups of givin never gave in to societies side show... Memories in the makin n others that can't be remembered as the way they were fuel the destination awaitin the puttin in on... N yet even though idk where to I'm on my feet n anywhere but here is in which my point of no return is gone with the goin... Another yesterday still isn't as good as it feels right fuckin now... No quit, no chill, n no sidesteppin the only way how... N it feels good knowin what necessities really are... N for no reason imma say emotional art...