Dunno whether its the pen I seem to not be able to get myself to write,a coordinated piece Or is it Eminem's voice,he never did like the peace Its times like this I feel I could hit rock bottom Feel so weightless,I'm in the doldrums Floating away The only thing soaring upwards is my "Pissed Off" level "Stronger Than I was", ironic indeed I never knew I could withstand this lows Now and again,unrelenting the blows Finally,I get to rhyme Feels like prison,though I'm guilty of no crime Hands thrown in the air,like a puppet And I thought I could only show this excitement in my closet I don't know though, There's more than one colour in the rainbow And bread albeit is dough. I once heard the most important thing is Knowing when to draw things to a close Wise words from an indecent man unclothed If this was a chess game,its close to checkmate. But who's keeping me in check?you? I'm out of moves,but this is no game If this were the movies,the curtains will fold to a close But this is no movie.