Inside the Membrane

The pain I feel inside Can be derived from my dad pride I sit alone at night There is this emptiness that is The squandering of time pondering what life will be like Who knew that twenty-one Would be More bumps and lumps than fun I want to dump this chump Standing in front of the mirror Waiting till its clearer This Brings a sobering effect Over thinking each step It is like I'm playing freeze tag With these mundane demons And They always keep me in check Because I cant see them I have been contained and constrained I complain of chest pains Till my veins pop off like champagne Bruce Banner's a freight train Going insane in the membrane So should I smoke weed then To cope with this moping season Cause my yoke is heavy and dope seems dope for lots of reasons Even though I do know What the verse says in Ephesians "Do not get drunk on wine... Instead be filled with the spirit" This is my one beacon That's give me hope when I hear it Its a choice for heathens Like me, to write our own lyrics Since death has been beaten And no longer need to fear it His love is infinite