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.