who am i?
a dog, waiting to bark
waiting to scream
bite the head off his dreams.
i have my own fury,
my own theories on how it all goes.
i dont give a fuck if i'm wrong
i dont give a fuck if no one knows.
i am a human, with the capacity for all
the vicious thoughts that make the great fall
the eyes that hide the true meanings of the mind
while you're figuring me out, you're left behind
left in the dust
doing what you must
to just let go and
let me know you dont have a clue
you'll never get inside of me-
i know i'm not inside of you-
i mind my own buisness,
stay with my own brand of genius
and if i slip or fall
and i have to crawl,
well, so be it, i aint let you come down with
i got too many holes and pits to fall in
and i dont wanna break the back on the
world under attack-
so watch your step,
run with me. i'll see you try
and i'll fall down, get up
but youll slip and die
perhaps i'm just sayin it all too fast
maybe all of this wont last
and when my time has passed
i'll leave it in the past
and i'm runnin now so short of breath
soon you'll find me at my death
the world will have known just one less
but none more will ever be impressed-
at least, that's my best guess.

04/12/2003

Author's Note: i just watched 8 mile... i write really weird after i listen to eminem.

Posted on 04/12/2003
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