Gotta Do Something
I feel like writing some material
To see if it's for real
Desperation setting in
Knocking me out like at the beginning
Trespassing, on the intrusive messaging
Who am I fooling ?
If only my thoughts were elusive
Maybe then I wouldn't be so exclusive
Should not stop my verses,
Can't handle these curses
Like my passion for hot nurses
Who ain't got 10 purses
I breathe eventually and recap on my story,
From point A to point B
Yoyo-ing through the commotion
Of accepting that you know you may know nothing
Confusing? That's my thing
Who wants to over complicate?
Not me mate.
I've been talking for a while now
Like I took a vow
To keep up the beat
And make it hit it deep;
Copyright © Stefan Cote | Year Posted 2016
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