-Step in my Life-
Mirror reflects my thoughts while I reach to my pen
Clearer then ever is what I thought when I wrote ‘’then’’
Couldn’t engrave the paper ‘cause I’m tattooed for life
Facing this phase of looking at the face of life…life…
Right…………I feel locked up inside this old mansion
My soul is folding when I look at the back of the ending
Meaning I’m beyond the end looking back at my past
Streaming the view of history while the ink hits the pad
Syllables equal timeframes while rhymes name the year
Miracles feel like they are worthless inside my atmosphere
When she calls I feel like I’m outside the area surrounding me
‘’Then’’ my pen starts crying ‘cause I can’t say what I feel
The ink cries for me…. I can’t embrace my feelings for her
Each time I try …..I sink away and I try to trace the factors
Why can’t I just spit it out like an embedded punch line…?
Type of girl whom I would gladly stand in the punch line…for
Just to get her satisfied I would tear up my life’s papyrus
Scroll back and try to ridicule this soul feeding virus
Try to figure out why I can’t walk out of this old mansion
Seeking for the doorknob in this dark room is my mission
I try to envision the walls around me…I would die to see the sky
The stars are probably shining up high….while my pen does cry
Note book transformed into a tissue….. My words emotional
Zu does have feelings for you ....I have a slow motion view
Even though the days pas by fast inside this lightless space
Try to even out the ways of breaking out of this crazy maze
Bars line up with the perimeter outside this grotesque prison
Far from free but eager to rhyme with doves in the sky vision
She is probably my last resource to break free……out of here
I think I’m going to leave this place behind like Mase’s career
But I probably will end up stuck again inside this padded room
Even though I hope she will try to keep the hope inside of Zu……
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