for me normality is an optical illusion
what is normal for the spider is chaos
for the fly what you see on the surface
is not what makes the inside we are
carefully crafted to have nothing
enabling the ability to become anything
but then we’re copying everything so
Maya conscious being or what I
subconsciously emulate a sense ancestors
in my vertebrae it’s smart you see they
were taught to build a wall they
couldn’t penetrate then in order to be
free they built a ladder into holy gates
only their bodies had to die to go to
heaven see their souls remain reborn and
so we live their resurrection not
complaining not complaining I’m just
saying bullets have left guns slower
than the sound I will reverberate if you
want people to follow you’re simply
going to have to demonstrate I had my
head low felt my in a song approaching a
false diminuendo my piano has broken
keys the notes I play they cry they weep
but I have drums within me that beat
harder and faster than the stones thrown
at me contriving my crescendo as the
night comes to a close set my words on
awake before the Sun I need a moment to
absorb it my moral sense has left and
now my mind has changed it’s all but you
see lately I’ve been feeling like a
prophet not a poet but my poetry is a
prophecy in progress I follow my own
code of moral conduct and before I
spontaneously combusts let me say that
today is the last day you will ever be
this young and I don’t know what the
future brings but I do know that
tomorrow is today and that yesterday has
begun I choose to place myself before no
one but won’t hesitate to illustrate a
space that’s second to none
only you can jump the gun when your
fingers on the trigger only you have a
say over the person in the mirror like a
game of Chinese whispers the chain has
got its glitches there are a few people
who heard but didn’t listen I was living
in the mind of a prison now I’m Django
Unchained funny how and we’re given
light we fall from stage likewise when
people meet married they fall from grace
I feel like people glorify the messenger
forgot what they said Yeshua Allah
Buddha enough said don’t be offended fix
your face part of freedom of thought is
freedom of speech it’s just not so often
that someone will speak my ears heard
what you said my sincerest apologies see
my conscience decided to play death I
frequently suppress what I do not
express and it’s not for lack of
opportunity it’s because I know what
happens if you do you see respect my
existence or expect my resistance my
mind and soul have got collisions
leaving my heart to make decisions an
effervescent elevation is what allowed
me to choose belief over criticism who
knows maybe this time next year I’ll
pull the David Copperfield and disappear
into thin air who knows maybe from the
can I be me can I walk tall with
confidence and exercise my quality can I
not worry about being seen as a
commodity or a profitable purchase for a
university to show off their diversity
can I be assured that you and
Christopher Colombus me and say that you
discovered me in what I see today people
give and people take but what causes
people pain is that they have
expectations others will do the same I
see you smiling for the picture but the
background has a glitch in it I see you
posing for the social so you edit out
the real from fake malformation in your
mind as you listen to a facebook said
greeting snapchat in the morning and
kiss Instagram before bed the passion
made me question if I could handle my
own magic contortionist with the letters
deforming when performing thing is now
it’s become a habit when I put my mind
to it bet my soul I will succeed and so
I aim above horizons that were laid in
place for me because if when you die you
rest in peace then all you do is rest in
peace but when I die I want to rest in
love rest and laugh the rest and smiles
rest in time people see through the
clouding of a paradigm but I was born
with blue skin so when I woke a
blueprint is our outline mine
I had a setback some expected a crash
length but my Trojans are broken i’m
roman Reloaded see i’m not trying to be
another hashtag so stop opening these
wounds see to see how long it takes me
to get past that because if I shed the
first-tier I will get the last laugh
because you who laughs last laughs last
I’m having a flashback to when I was
told to have an open mind to another
close case to find a new key to another
lock gate I’m having a flashback to when
I thought that what you see is what you
get but what you see is what you saw and
what you say is what you get what you
think is what you get what you do is
what you get so with all due respect I
bring out the
but I do it in my silence I walk away
from reticence so don’t ever take my
quietness for lack of intelligence
everything that said is documented in my
mind and though my mind has wings
the memories are anchored in I’m only
human is what I’ve heard when they make
money the God you’d think would worship
the trees with all the greenery we think
we need I find it hard to breathe if
it’s beating I won’t eat it if it had a
face no debate it won’t end up in my
plate step into my office and let me
propose a promise from a prophet who has
seen proper prospect projecting into the
future which in our current state of
mind we neglect if we do not make a
change for me normality is an optical
illusion what you see on the surface is
not what makes the inside what is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly
what is normal for the spider is chaos
for the fly what you see on the surface
is not what makes the inside we are
carefully crafted to have nothing
enabling the ability to become anything
but then we’re copying everything so
Maya conscious being or what I
subconsciously emulate a sense ancestors
in my vertebrae it’s smart you see they
were taught to build a wall they
couldn’t penetrate then in order to be
free they built a ladder into holy gates
only their bodies had to die to go to
heaven see their souls remain reborn and
so we live their resurrection not
complaining not complaining I’m just
saying bullets have left guns slower
than the sound I will reverberate if you
want people to follow you’re simply
going to have to demonstrate I had my
head low felt my in a song approaching a
false diminuendo my piano has broken
keys the notes I play they cry they weep
but I have drums within me that beat
harder and faster than the stones thrown
at me contriving my crescendo as the
night comes to a close set my words on
awake before the Sun I need a moment to
absorb it my moral sense has left and
now my mind has changed it’s all but you
see lately I’ve been feeling like a
prophet not a poet but my poetry is a
prophecy in progress I follow my own
code of moral conduct and before I
spontaneously combusts let me say that
today is the last day you will ever be
this young and I don’t know what the
future brings but I do know that
tomorrow is today and that yesterday has
begun I choose to place myself before no
one but won’t hesitate to illustrate a
space that’s second to none
only you can jump the gun when your
fingers on the trigger only you have a
say over the person in the mirror like a
game of Chinese whispers the chain has
got its glitches there are a few people
who heard but didn’t listen I was living
in the mind of a prison now I’m Django
Unchained funny how and we’re given
light we fall from stage likewise when
people meet married they fall from grace
I feel like people glorify the messenger
forgot what they said Yeshua Allah
Buddha enough said don’t be offended fix
your face part of freedom of thought is
freedom of speech it’s just not so often
that someone will speak my ears heard
what you said my sincerest apologies see
my conscience decided to play death I
frequently suppress what I do not
express and it’s not for lack of
opportunity it’s because I know what
happens if you do you see respect my
existence or expect my resistance my
mind and soul have got collisions
leaving my heart to make decisions an
effervescent elevation is what allowed
me to choose belief over criticism who
knows maybe this time next year I’ll
pull the David Copperfield and disappear
into thin air who knows maybe from the
can I be me can I walk tall with
confidence and exercise my quality can I
not worry about being seen as a
commodity or a profitable purchase for a
university to show off their diversity
can I be assured that you and
Christopher Colombus me and say that you
discovered me in what I see today people
give and people take but what causes
people pain is that they have
expectations others will do the same I
see you smiling for the picture but the
background has a glitch in it I see you
posing for the social so you edit out
the real from fake malformation in your
mind as you listen to a facebook said
greeting snapchat in the morning and
kiss Instagram before bed the passion
made me question if I could handle my
own magic contortionist with the letters
deforming when performing thing is now
it’s become a habit when I put my mind
to it bet my soul I will succeed and so
I aim above horizons that were laid in
place for me because if when you die you
rest in peace then all you do is rest in
peace but when I die I want to rest in
love rest and laugh the rest and smiles
rest in time people see through the
clouding of a paradigm but I was born
with blue skin so when I woke a
blueprint is our outline mine
I had a setback some expected a crash
length but my Trojans are broken i’m
roman Reloaded see i’m not trying to be
another hashtag so stop opening these
wounds see to see how long it takes me
to get past that because if I shed the
first-tier I will get the last laugh
because you who laughs last laughs last
I’m having a flashback to when I was
told to have an open mind to another
close case to find a new key to another
lock gate I’m having a flashback to when
I thought that what you see is what you
get but what you see is what you saw and
what you say is what you get what you
think is what you get what you do is
what you get so with all due respect I
bring out the
but I do it in my silence I walk away
from reticence so don’t ever take my
quietness for lack of intelligence
everything that said is documented in my
mind and though my mind has wings
the memories are anchored in I’m only
human is what I’ve heard when they make
money the God you’d think would worship
the trees with all the greenery we think
we need I find it hard to breathe if
it’s beating I won’t eat it if it had a
face no debate it won’t end up in my
plate step into my office and let me
propose a promise from a prophet who has
seen proper prospect projecting into the
future which in our current state of
mind we neglect if we do not make a
change for me normality is an optical
illusion what you see on the surface is
not what makes the inside what is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly
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