I learned and earned
I chilled and burned
I changed from being blamed
I trained and complained
I strained and gained
I got what I need
I want what I got
I ruined the plot
I got actions without thought
My spirit has bled out of me till My soul died. I exist no more and whatever I tried is a promise that lied. All the tears that I cried dried up and evaporated. All I loved is forever hated. All my lust I masterbated. All my love never created. All my delusions are instigated. All my beliefs are perpetrated. I existed and insisted. I am no longer uplifted. Tingled like I was gifted. Found out without a doubt all I do is pout. And infinitely I can never exhaust what wasn’t mine no matter the cost. I can’t afford and can never earn. I can’t be taught I will never learn. Before I ever existed how could this be. Feelings like eternity. From rap to poetry. My brain functions like telepathy. The truth is honesty. From rap to poetry communication is a lie. What I feel till I die. What I’m dying to feel. I’ve felt it before I can still remember. I will never feel it again but the thoughts linger. If I never felt it how would I be. From rap to poetry.
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