Rebellious
Tendencies
Turn to
Conformity
As one blends
Into another
What you think
Once stood out
Is now
A tired shout
Out to the world
When it comes
To skin
It has nothing
To do with sin
That thinking
Could be
A freakin joke
Unless
You mean
Keep the temple clean
What you see
Ain't seen
Mass appeal
Is real
For you
I'd rather see
High beams
Standing out
Against the crowd
Dropping down
To butterfly's home
Where I like
To go
When all
The inks
Been put to bed
I ask her
What's been said
Shhhhhhh
It don't matter
Anyways
I just wrote two pages
Because I wanted to explain about how I write.
But let's just say where your mind goes is where it goes.
You have to trust your own thinking or nothing in life would be fun.
Follow the bouncing Ball and you will be
Pretty close to the action.
By me
Right now