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Im just a single word floating around in this guys head . Usauly there is music but today its us words instead. Floating with the other words here in his mind. When he needs us we are easy for him to find. He picks us out one at a time Hope he picks me to become a rhyme He does this really good. Alone we are never understood. For now im floating here not being heard. Thats hard when your a word We are nothing till in a sentence we are said. So ill drive him crazy when he goes to bed. He'll get up just to write us down Cause in words he feels he may drown. sometimes late into the night. You can see his light He is doung it all the time Making us words into a rhyme If you say us fast we become rap. Just dont use me in one that sounds like crap Ill be happy if a poem i become. Cause its his heart ill be from. To be in a book How good I'll look Thats what i want to be. Written down for all to see. Yeah, thats how I want it for me.