I write music. anyone wanna see?

I express my true colors from a paint pallet to a blank canvas

Trying to shed some light on my situation but what I display blackens

It’s too graphic to portray it backwards for a trace of madness

No chain reaction, just an empty image

No imagination I suppose the artist is mentally sickened

“Being trapped inside of your head is prison”

I suppose he smokes loud so he can escape, call that cell division

A picture is worth a thousand words but no not this one, this one has a question with it; is the artist dead or livin’?

His technical vision shows plenty of pencil rhythm

The black and dull vibe it gives off does have a message in it

The artist shows that the reflection is him


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