Been more than...
...once betrayed, and nothings changed
for years been thrust away - inside this rusty cage
saying fuck this day, soul crushed enraged
full of lust and rage, no longer trust or pray
there's a hole in my soul and the cold is massive
got no distractions as they hold me captive
show no reactions, know that hope is past us
there's no way out, just a closed up passage
bars covered in rust, there's nothing to trust
hope and pride resides buried, under the dust
dismayed I pray for death, when will my number be up
no escape, pound my fist on the bars
only hate, my whole existence is flawed
so I stare in a daze, outside of this cell
where the zombies all live, inside of their spell
my desires have swelled, I keep on trying to tell
my story but they ignore me, confined with in hell
where fires do dwell, it's dark in these in bars
and my heart has been scared, playing this part is too hard
despair spreads everywhere, and starts to enlarge
imagine eternal darkness, not a spark or a charge
food has lost its appeal, it's like I'm not really real
I'm slowly turning...into monster concealed
people visit...but I shun them aside
and wonder oh why, all I want to do, is slumber and hide
I never had...glory or fame, my story's the same
only feeling sorry and pained, morbid and strange
forced into shame and deformed in the brain
like I was born in the rain, stored up in chains
abnormal insane, no one'll mourn when I'm slain
never conformed to the game sorry to bore you again
I'll just wait in my trap, hating the fact
that I never see light, all I'm facing is black
and my patience is passed, heart racing too fast
never been up front, only remained in the back.
Maybe I'm chemical flawed. Was life meant to be hard
I never had faith, don't even mention a god
I just struggle with the path life sent me upon
I think back to all the times I was called a worthless fuck
and then the hurt erupts, my ego's surely crushed
went through every school, alone and friendless
the misery's cold and endless, plus so relentless
no life inside me, always solemn and stressing
this rusty cage has a name...I call it depression
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