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I've put on a watch
Yet i ask you the time
You ask me if i'm okay,well thank you I'm  fine
My life's in a pit,it's all too confused
And all of this is my fault..i am the reason why this situation aroused!
My bro comes home,he says he,s got a cramp
Few people tell me,my poems don't make sense,they are just stupid rap
I wanna write something nice,win people's hearts
But i never managed to do that,I guess I am not sure of what I want
My life's confused,I don't know what I want to be
I wanna watch Simpsons for the whole of my life,I wanna feel free
But I'm bound to these chains of education,they won't leave me alone
Damn,I'm writing some crap dawg,dont call me on my phone
I'm sarcastic,I'm sick and I dont know why i write
Especially when i don't know what's wrong and what's right
I can't see my future,maybe it's too dark out there
I want a soul to show me the light,to put in some flair
Some inspiration in me,Some topic on which i could speak
I've been rejected so many times,I feel weak
I sit in my room and i keep on dreaming
I want to write something,but there's too much of noise
It's not the noise from outside,it's just my mind
What am I talking??? I am screaming,yelling actually nothing's fine
Everbody around seems to be so happy with their life
They've got a purpose to live & I'm still searching for mine
Been through 6 rejections..I question myself if I am truly in love!!
Damn..I cant write anymore..my head's too loud..too noisy it's disapproved
I want peace that state of mind
Well something which i never will find
Oh,wait a minute..I look at what I am holding
It's a pen with a sharp tip..then why am I scolding
Well I..I just pierce it down my chest
Red ink comes out,well everything happens for the best
I can see the light.. now that it's fading
Well no more does education hold me in its grasp
No more of criticism..no more of people calling my poem a rap
No more of girls rejecting me,No more of misery to see
No more of the stupid study study warnings
No more to hear that this world's starving
Darkness is coming back,ohh she's carrying me
I guess I found my soulmate,It was the devil
That i was supposed to be with
Well I realised how imprecious my life was a bit too late
The pen i was writing till now suddenly became my
"PEN OF DEATH'
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