The Evolution of Myself

Cut Through The BullShit

Who are you Mr. man?

I've told you who I am.

Words contradicting actions.

Confusion adding not subtracting.

You say your different, I thought the same.

Now I'm confused,and your to blame.

Tell me who you really are, straight up.

Tell me now and it might not take your luck,

Because I can take you, flaws and all,

and I really want to know, before I continue fall.

So tell me who you are Mr. man..

Because I've already told you who I am!

( Original written July 16, 2011 4:27am) ...As you can tell by now; I rarely got any sleep, poison kills you slowly.

You say your a man.

Say you have a plan.

Say your ready for a wife.

Say your ready for life.

...but all I see is a boy.

No plan, wrong choice.

No wife , but many women.

No life, just living.

You say being a man is what your are ready to do.

My answer to that?

I don't believe you.]

-"What Man?" ( Originally written: August 7, 2011 3:15 am)

...Yep, shit is about to hit the fan...

Talking all that,

Showing none of that,

Promising this and that,

Keeping none of that,

Feeling all that,

Showing none of that,

Wishing this and that,

Keeping none of that,

What is all that?

That Bullshit.

-"That Bullshit" ( Originally written: August 8, 2011 12:39 am )