Poetry In motion im about to set the stage Taking my emotion and I put it On a page Carry all my burdens And i carry all my rage looking for A purpose and a place i feel safe Godless times bring desperate thoughts Im alive or at least I thought In due time the pain will stop But the conversation ended quickly When my concentration started drifting Cause Amalgamations kept appearing And deterring started Tearing Up my brain. You would think I was possessed Cause the spirits got me so depressed To the point where serotonin left And dopamine said she was next But to be honest I would too If I had To walk a mile in those shoes But my shoes are brand new no Hand-me-downs The real deal The air jordans Of mental states Still in the box With a note that states Do not open Till christmas day You might think we have our differences But nothing you can say will diminish This But are the same victims We have the same witnesses But the consequences are not definitive The choice is simple Give it up or a give a fuck Be enough or bite the dust Its simply said but hardly done Either bite the bullet or hold the gun When life Unfolds thy will be done So bide your time and bite your tongue Or find the fight and do what must be done
