Eternal Poetry (Rap)

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This is an insane way to write

Pretty plain to say despite

Carefully laying these rhymes right

Juggling three of them for the hype

For it is at 3 am in the night

That the thoughts come under the light

The momentum's building up

Up upon the cat and mouse chase

Old paths trodden down and erased

Walking upon the same road unfazed

For its like some bad crop that grows

And every time needs to be razed

The same thoughts in my brain

What can I do, life is still the same

I know that this isn't a game

But it feels like one, for shame

A cruel joke of heartless fate

When it turns around, it might be too late

The days go by, increasing the date

But I still remain the same, heavy with my darkness and hate

Change I do want to, rewrite the whole slate

Still I'm stuck in this state

Still I'm stuck in this state

Don't know how long I shall wait

Might as well give up on improving, its my fate

A scattered, broken mind can never be great.