Unexpected Limitations
Unexpected Limitations
I am my own motivation
but thanks anyway
for your generous inspiration
You can keep your reservations
I’m replacin’ them with V.I.P salutations…
No more wastin’ time on my mind
You can flip another dime…
Your silly sellin’ dreams with no means
so I see how obscene….
Obscene I mean and I’m a mental patient
cause’ I’m the illest of the ill
and this facility is filled
with nothin’ but basic patients
Keep your thoughts to yourself
cause’ I can read your mind “already”
So I’m “already” gone with what you gave
but didn’t need or want…
So now you think I’m stuck huh?
You know you’re SO right
cause’ I’m stuck on star mode
for the rest of your life
and I’m gonna’ swim while you fin
for the sin of the Dead Sea you’re in
So I’ll see you on the other side of the bridge
And I might just call this one “Heavenly Brooklyn”
By: Aleasha A. Martin
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