My Point of View

Onigiri is another level, I don't know a place called Seattle, I took a ladle, Put it on a table, I don't know where I'm going at, I took a sat, I see myself as a lad, I don't want to be sad, I took a notepad, From the wad, I stare at the ceiling, As if I'm on a sailing, I am not wailing, But I am piling, All the reasons I left behind, For now, I am not resigning, From what I am trying to define, The meaning of refine, I remind myself the since, I don't take a Hinch, Even a sinch, Over something that is so clingy, To hold onto a blingy, My burger is zingy, With a taste I hold onto, With a pinch of cilantro, It is my intro, I keep on going, For what I am doing, I love myself in this song, Is this what I am looking for? Until my hands are sore, To the day, I want to do the chores, Look, it is my other course, I try to find the source, Here is my sauce.