"Puppet"
check it, when I grew up I had little emotion
never explored the commotion, gettin high like a promotion
see, I was never one to recognize what made me feel
my thoughts covered by a veil, I wish for once I'd squeel
was never one to connect paranoia to hate
thought it was different, thought it could relate
my peers and strangers I'd gather the information
shit works for them, thinking I could be in that situation
money and power among the things I'd desire
wanting to start it, but I'm a liar running from my own fire
but all the substance I agonized over caused pain
so now I'm looking for direction, going insane
wishing with each drop of rain part of me can evaporate
but I always dissed my faith, now God won't cooperate
feeling sick straight down to the stomach
as I hate my past, somehow family still love it
cause the pictures show I'm alive
its all bullshit though, I don't strive to survive
I wish every night the devil would turn the page
end this agony end the rage, please open your cage
I feel like I'm being pulled along with strings
adult like in age, but I still want the little things
and because its my mentality that brought me my sin
when I get swept off my feet I'll throw caution to the wind
Its nothing technical, or special. Just felt like writing a topical.
links
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...288/index.html
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...ml#post8024037
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...985/index.html