Not once ever came first but the last will never be a thought to recon... Impressions get caught up in the minds fenoms... On those who cannot be forgotten... Then dissipates into the fade so the mind doesn't go rotten... Stuck as a memory never to be touched... Bcuz pieces within actually fell in luv... Yet, emissions cost more than free emotion looking to be felt... Never the one wraps interests in a wet paper bag that needs help... Bottom go bye bye every time... Lost to thoughts in the boredom stages that are a reflection of self defined... Alone... With high hopes... Hidden in the tucked creases that have not spoken as of yet... Remembering what it took to find who resides without the neglect... N they say I need help bcuz I broke free... I've been damned be me... The real one standing grounds of mental n emotional proportions... Failed on a repeat cycle of miscommunication distortion... Holding truths closer to the reasons why I like who I am... The individual, not the man... Walking through days kicked back in the silence of a lil place called home... Without luv from an other to give comfort to variable moans... The good guy with a bad boy style bcuz it's who I've evolved in to... Even best friends can call a truce... Thinking about the uncalled for manipulation the created lies on a friendly level of foes eventually comin out to play... Witnessed with eyes for sight was taken by actions n choice of words to remain deep in to life's game... Followed in moments when no one's ever around... The loners coming around to wantin to get out... Wanting a new face one will never havts replace... Not needing many but jus one that'll do the unthinkable n enjoy my days... Human I am n I have a luv for life without the masses corrupting the train of thought... Captured only by the imaginations creativity not once ever needing applause... Jus findin convo a comfort in it's own... With high hopes...
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