This has become an indescribable truth
For among us lie waiting the lost youth
Youth misled, directed to walk astray
Youth shattered, disrupted, put in disarray
Youth of yesterday.
The lack of foundation, the lack of a drive
Keeps these lost youth despaired and deprived
As hopeless and reckless they outwardly saunter
With callous abandon they inwardly ponder
A disturbing blunder.
The youth are descending to outcomes so grim
A generations' gain falling dangerously slim
The youth less future casts weary and meek
The pain of low expectations lay pitifully weak
The future looks bleak.
DRACULA:
WHAT SHALL I DO? WHAT SHALL I SAY?
NOTHING WILL EVER BEE THE SAME.
NO MEANING LINES. NO SCRIPT INFRONT OF MY EYES.
WHAT IS THIS MEANING … OF LIFE?
THERE IS A SIDE THAT HAS NEVER BEEN SEEN
A SIDE OF ME , YOU’D NEVER WOULD DREAM
THERE IS A BEAST HIDING IN MY HEART
SO PROSPERTORIOUS, SO STRONG, SO DARK
THIS IS THE MONSTER INSIDE OF ME
THIS IS THE MATTER, THIS IS THE KEY
OPEN THE DOOR, AND YOU SHALL FIND
IM LOST IN THE DARKNESS, LOST THROUGHOUT TIME
NO MATTER HOW I LOOK AT YOU
WHAT I WILL SEE, WHAT I SHALL DO
THERE IS A CHOICE, THAT MUST BE MADE
THIS IS THE MOMENT, THIS IS THE DAY
MARISHKA:
OH, VLADISLAUS
YOU ARE THE SERPANT OF LIGHT
ALEERA:
THE TERROR OF SCREAMS
VERONA:
THE MASTER OF NIGHT
DRACULA:
THERE IS A BATTLE THAT I HAVE TO FIGHT
OPEN THE DOOR, AND YOU SHALL FIND
IM LOST IN THE DARKNESS, LOST IN THE NIGHT
Is that your man, posted at the bar?
Dressed to impress,
gifted with his "game",
drunk driving in your car?
Is that your man, the rap star?
Drunk women clinging to every word.
Is this your man, playing around?
He should be home with you!
Instead, a horny hound,
sound with his "game".
Is that your man?
playing you for a fool?
Is that your man, avoiding you?
Showing you no love?
Cheating on you ,
disrespecting you,
pumpin' love with no glove.
Is that your man?
Your man lost his girl.
mixed Caucasian with Latin.
vanilla creme and caramel swirl.
Dressed in satin,
your man has lost his girl!!!
Jared Pickett
9/22/09
Asavvy1
It's my created courthouse
The jury's reached a verdict
A sentence of familiar course
Against the criminally virgin
Guilty by association
I stand to face my trial
Innocent of all my charges
Accused by my empire
Out of seventy-two wishes
I've got one left
A hunger for escape grows
On an open shelf
Surrounded by my story
I have lost my soul
Upon an open world's edge
And endless and lonely road
It's my created jailhouse
A self-sufficient cell hall
Not a single bar in sight
Just cells of open gray-walls
Imprisoned by my own delusions
In cell one on dead block
With broken bones and dying faith
An executed man begins to walk
Out of seventy-two wishes
I've got one left
A hunger for escape grows
On an open shelf
Surrounded by my story
I have lost my own soul
Upon an open world's edge
And endless and lonely road
It's my created world
It's my created plague
It's my created punishment
For my created hate
It's my created nightmare
In my created sleep
It's my created six foot hole
Which was dug for only me
I got a quarter in my pocket
And a girl in my locket
Just for show
I can't remember her name
But she reminds me the same
of someone I know
Times got tough when she got going
Laying out on the couch not knowing
How far below
All I do is walk around
This old wore out town
Looking for my lost and found
Or just a place to lay down
Out of the rain
Sometimes you feel I don't belong
But then again I'm singing your song
Don't float away
We could count all the stars
Or plan a trip up to Mars
If you'd stay
Cause a girl like you
Knows just what to do
And what to say
All you do is walk around
This wore out town
Looking for your lost and found
Or just a place to lay down
Out of the rain
I tried to give it away
You tried to keep it in play
But it just wouldn't obey
Anything we had to say
So all we do is walk around
This broke down town
Looking for our lost and found
Or just a place to get down
Out of the rain
The sun never shines here in south town
It’s only covered up
by a dust of regrets and letdowns
that i can never come clean of
the shadows dance in the alleyways
the darkness plays in the sun
the children all searching to find a way
for these shades of gray to be fun
we've been living on the wrong side of town
for way, way to long
we are lost when we wake up
still lost when we lay down
and i think it's time we find our way out
lately I’ve begun to notice
things haven’t changed at all
they are all the same
as they were when I was small
maybe my eyes have changed
maybe my life is stained
maybe I can’t understand
why the colors drain and the sun dims
maybe we've been living on the wrong side of town
for way, way to long
we are lost when we wake up
still lost when we lay down
and i think it's time we find our way out
I feel like I'm losing my mind
I'm questioning how much can I take
I know I'm living in hell and that ain't no real debate.
Mistake after another I know that I came from the gutter
but what’s more important
poetry, music, or the relationship with my mother.
more can I say I became a success in this game?
be me not having a good woman is messing with my emotional brain
I know I'm kinda hard to tame but look at the situation I'm in
I was lost at age 12 when I lost my best friend.
Now that I got ya attention open ya ears & listen
forget my voice for a minute can you hear my lyrics whistling
It took me a minute but now I finally see
I was blessed with a gift and that ain't doing armed robberies.
My lyrics is lethal so I got people out to get me
so when I leave this world Satan is the only face that's gone miss me.
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