pauperthrone

"As grow older…
I realize Im Bolder
but Colder…
Afraid of a Kind Gesture
I Give my Shoulder
attitude is only getting worse as my past is turning into a curse
constantly bleeding out cause you dont know what your life is about.
Looking back can only end up in self attack
regret will put your soul into debt
Before I was not a bore, not a whore, and emotion flood free from my core
now my heart is torn, I live with scorn, lives reborn, tethered old ones seem to be cheap porn
It sad to see
that when once you were so glad to be free running through lives’ boundaries
but you find a wall, and you cant get around at all, because it seems too tall, the world looks small
because you turn the direction to find its brother, and then another
you realize life’s a store with diffrent brands and iles galore
all selling the same shit but they say the other ile is spit and probably not the right fit
they’ll tell you their product is legit, far better than usual shhhtick,
they’d kill the other brands to prove they’ve made a stand, so you can “understand”
to bad the world is broke and your life is appearing to be a bad joke
so they say who gives a fuck, and your stuck but no one can help you now, so with a silent bow
you forfeit your youth to go sit in a booth, and lie to yourself to keep yourself on a shelf,
you sold out, no doubt, being fake is like choosing cake over death in this world, your mind in a swirl
you leave your berth to return to earth, you got a job in an ile you once felt vile
you sell lies and shit for a living, while others are tied to hell, getting sick and grieving.
but its fine you now manage your ile, so you can maybe go visit the nile while you stay in denile,
you go to the hanging gardens,then the pyramids, then the temples of the aztecs, and you actually
compare, which i find unfair, but you dare, you think that sad dispair of a life,with all its a hell and strife
cause you sell the blades of knives to killers, and pill capsules to drug dealers,
as if your managment postion has a definition leading to the pleading of an 8th wonder.
but wait now you manage the store but you want vegetable oil from the stand accross the street,
where a man sits there unfed, looking kinda dead, his heart beats slow from all of life’s blows
but you say fuck him, go to school and sit in a booth,
you tell the world the man from the stand has herpes and possibly sells kids drugs,
so you go across the street, and he sits there with his little heart beat in utter defeat
and you kick his ass, and you find some dirty grass, so you take the vegetable oil with out turmoil
and he dies in the hospital, but hey that wall, that stood soo tall, seems to be nothing at all.
It now belongs to one of the dozens of stores you own, so what have I shown… get money?"

— me

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rawshyt:

No sound, just to fuck wit you to show you how raw my show was, told you if you didnt come you was missing history lol. FULL VIDEO wit sound SOON.

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