[Zen]

Quick little keystyle vent.

Time is slippin, My mind is grippin this pain and anguish,
I'm wandering why I can't just change this, I wanna hang the shameless
And leave reality, Reach immortality and leave the fallacies
And relieve this doubt in me but nothing works,
Only when I'm stuck in a verse do I feel loved or worth
A mention of attention since I'm descendin into cuffs or a hearse,
But what's worse? Death or imprisonment?
That's what I'm left livin with but I've yet to give a shit
Because I won't waste a breath mentionin it.
I'm a poet and I know it but how do I show it
When noone listens? I'm a ghost that's livin
That's spoke through writtens with dope precision
To coax the living to blow the buildings
Of those who loathe the children that's poverty stricken,
I know I'm worlds away from the pearly gates but when that moments arisen
I hope I'll be forgiven...