you scream and cry
you words spitting with venom
the pain of death
when the words leave your system
i want to say I'm sorry
but this is not my stake to burn
for your anger is pushed at
someone else who has to learn
i wanna be the on but now is not my time
for right now I'm just worried on writing the next line
your spirit overflows everybody knows
but they don't see the talent
they see the pain underneath the pallet
i wanna show you how much i care
but this is one thing we can not share
so for the time we meet
it will be a joyful greet
So goodbye to the spirit one
the feisty over baring one
may your pain be less then now
for im to scared to do another round
Of this boxing match of pissing on the crowd
Too many knives into skin
While I use pens to illustrate them
