Keystyles.

Haven't done this in a while.
But thanks to Vince, we're getting back to it.

I close my eyes, and tell me, what do I see?//
A piano on the horizon, playing it's own keys//
A creepy melody, a dead kid recitin the ABCs//
Along with a gravetomb I wonder who he be//
I look closer, it's my own name etched in//
But how can that be, unless I've got a twin//
A copy cat, a dopple ganger that I never knew//
And my eyes quickly open, when a figure says "this is the end for you//

and as an LOL part.

John says:
Blinking rays of radiant stars in darklight night//
Incandescent lights inside virgin minds//
Ding, light bulb of mediocre talented ideas rise//
Initialize Code Five: Lure in children's eyes//

I reply:
John redefines the meaning of a pedophile//
He's not ashamed of it, he does it with a smile//
He'd walk a mile to see a kid bending over//
But don't worry, I'm calling 9-1-1, game over//


LOL.

Just bleeding out a quick verse

Battle motherfuckers who think they matter
Put away your rattle, and no, I am not flattered
When you challenge me, you can't manange to be
The greatest MC without trying to test me

I'm the newest kid around, and I'm heaven bound
Working my way up at the speed of sound
You think you got fans, you're your own fan base
President of fags who's never touched a girl's face

I'm not in first place but I'm farther than you
You challenged me and here I am, replying on cue
You should just quit, hand in your pink letter
Cuz it's physically impossible for you to get better

It's not even possible for you to get an applause
So either quit or put your time to a better cause
You make whack MCs look like they've got talent
I'm the assassin that managed to murder Clark Kent

Without the use of kryptonite, shot him on sight
Exposed his weak spot, he didn't put up a fight
He practically placed the bullet in himself
That's your situation unless you go get help

Fuck that, no one would dare give you advice
A hopeless cause like a thirteen playing dice
You think you're dope? Pretending to be awesome
The people you know are those who you drink cum from

No I'm not dumb, I'm a motherfucking genius
You're ridiculous, and yes I am hella furious
Asked for sixteen, I'm a motherfucking fiend
You're lying on red while I'm bleeding out green

Revelation

As I sit here, in front of my LCD screen
Thinking deeply about how I'm almost eighteen
What I've gone through has truly been an adventure
From a slacker to a perfectionist, and yes, I'm sure

That I attempt to make perfection at every side
I won't quit until I am perfect from every side
Its a new found revelation, and I should mention
That this revelation has gotten rid of tension

Between myself and my mind, a devastating war
No signs of a clear winner, peace is still quite far
And I'm starting to take casualties mentally
But I'll reach perfection, eventually

Physically impossible, not even plausible
But I am above average, I'll make it possible
Unattainable, that's my finishing line
Either way, I'll make that possibility mine!

Another Quick Sixteen/Rant

I thought I conquered my emotions
Never listening to their stupid notions
Caring for another person, how stupid
And if I ever get my hands around Cupid

I would cuss him off for using me as target practice
Never having to miss, playing with me like I was his
But I hold my own destiny and writing's my remedy
To keep me away from falling in love heavily

Locked in my brain, that's how I'll stay sane
Forever going to feign, just to cover up the pain
From Cupids previous hits, Damn, can't he call it quits?
At this rate I'll need to own my own medic kit

There is no cure for the symptoms from Cupids arrows
You'll just have to deal with it, your vision turns narrow
Nothing else will matter except being with who Cupid paired you with
Everything will feel perfect till one of you call it quits

-

Nothing's ever good enough. Cotdamn. Gotta get better, always. I can't seem to find that perfect picture, write the perfect poem, I don't think I'm great at anything. I'm just not satisfied with my own work, with myself. My pictures, my poems, I always see flaw in it, like it's not that awe-ing. People tell me it is, but I just don't see what they see. All I know is I just have to keep getting better and keep improving in all aspects of life. Impossible or not, I will reach perfection.
New motto: There's always room for improvement.

Childish Moments

As I play another instrumental, I'm feeling sentimental
I'm feeling quite mental, don't be judgemental
I'm just a person who wears his heart on his wrist
Smiling faces is bliss, but I have quite a list
Of exes and ohs like it was tic tac toe
Ohs represent girls that should've been just a no
Although the experience is one of a kind
My heart didn't mind, being placed on the line
You got to take risks, or else you might miss
I'm just another being who doesn't know who he is
I'm thinking aloud, with a million of doubts
And I'm not thinking twice of what comes out my mouth
I use to be that nerd who never spoke a word
To the opposite gender, maybe that sounds absurd
I had crushes, I was certainly not queer
I was just me back then, and I had a fear
Of being broken into two, by you and you
So I did the right thing, took me from you
Never acted upon said feelings ever again
Keeping my thoughts written, hidden, and then
A beautiful girl named blabla for her privacy
Came into my life, how'd I fall for her so easily?
Did I close my eyes for a second, fell for lies?
The heart can be fooled, but I think I might
Try, take a risk, how could I miss
A chance like this? Oh this is bliss
But she lead me on, and I grew strong
Now I can handle breakups in groups or throngs!
Am I wrong? I heal, weeks later, to feel
More of these abnormalities, are they real?
I don't know, but starting at this moment
I will keep all those, forever dormant
Never to reveal what my heart really feels
So if you want my heart, you'll have to steal
The key, from me and to my beating heart
But just so you know, it's been torn apart
Pieces taken away by every ex girlfriend
Because they carry it around at every bend
And I don't want it back, it's contaminated
My heart's now sedated, my evil side inflated
I've gone to the dark side, like Lucifer
Now that I think back, it all just a blur

Attempt Number Three

Damn me for being affectionate
Don't mention it.
Censor it.
Picture it,
Holding hands
Understand,
It's all so bland
I'm not a fan,
Anymore
What's it for?
I'm sick of it.
Get rid of it,
Bid on it.
I'm changing now,
Renewing vows,
Reviewing how
To stop the feelings
I'm done with dealing
I'm never stealing
Another heart
Or i'll have to part
Before feelings start
Damn these virus
From the iris
It's in our eyes
How they lie
To our mind
Saying that
We want her we want that
Put it back
You lack a vertabrae
You watch and pray,
But anyways
You watch out
Cuz without a doubt
You'll have one in your mouth

Attempt Number Two

Just stop your noise, I'll give you a choice
Go back to your toys or forever lose your voice
An easy decision, I have mad precision
Hit you even if I had a blind man's vision

Make an incision with my invisible gun
Divisible by none, I'm invincible son!
Hold that blunt, let me murder this runt
Teach him a lesson for pulling that stunt

It's been over a month, I will never forget
I'll fuck you up more than if you were high on meth!
Everything is set, I'm tearing you apart
You wouldn't have won if you got a head start

Bled my art and now I'm rising from the dead
I'm advising that you start using your head
I've already said, you didn't stand a chance
You might want to take lessons before you dance

With the devil, just count your blessings
Start commencing, why don't you start confessing?
That you're a fake, and for your own sake
Hope that I never see you're girls precious cake!

Attempt Number One

it's all perplexing, I'm ingesting
what got me vexing, And I'm mixing
My demonic self,
with chornic's help
And it's turning into a fire burning
I'm still learning and still yearning
I'm still burning, turning into a pile of ashes
Who lit the matches? Where are those hashes?
I need to smoke some of that dope
It's no joke, it helps me cope
Prevents me to mope, am I stupid? Nope.
I'm a genius,
Smarter than a mediocre person
Bursting with awesomeness, I am flawless
I leave haters jawless, I am lawless
I am above the the guidelines, moving through the landlines
Blowing up like landmines, come with me for a grand time
And I'm not the best but i'm approaching my mission
I'll blow up like I was a terrorist with a nuclear fission
And I'm itching to stomp people that are bitching
Leave them twitching, and they'll need stitching
Stitch back their torn hands and arms
Texas Chain Masscre farm was just my good luck charm
I am the real deal, and I'm letting you feel
My cold blooded steel, I'm the catch you don't want to reel
I'll tear apart your body like a bear attack
Wear your heart and feed the rest to a pack
Of savage dogs, i'll ravage your mind
I'll manage to end your whole clan line

Random thingz

I blast them fools, with my mass of tools
You massing drool as I pass you dudes
Your lines are crude, I have you mute
You talking big, but you're so minute

To be continued...

So yeah, that was me just randomly writing.
On another note, Happy Valentine's Day aka Singles Appreciation Day aka Single Awareness Day. Whatever day today is, hope it's an awesome one. Stay safe readers.

Poetic Outlet, episode two

Let's start this off with some bla blas and la di das
I wanna get sick with it like I'm begging for sars
I stay well read cuz I'm expanding my mind
I'm complex like I'm saying Dan Brown lines

Not heartless, my heart's just darker than coal
I guess that's what happens when you sell your soul
I don't dream anymore, I've lived my nightmare
Survived my worst fear, said my last prayer

I'm the true heir, to the throne opposite of heaven
My mind refuses to close down like a seven eleven
Open twenty four seven, it needs permanent vacation
I'll slip it the pink slip, fire it from it's vocation

And that concludes my mind's termination.

Lies.

I'm on a page rage, spit all over the stage
Face my twelve gauge, I'm just acting my age
Help me break out of this motherfucking cage
And I'm gone, I'll be back at the next ice age

Disappear cuz I've got nothing left here
And it's clear that I've shed too many tears
Drown out all the noises and voices I hear
Cuz with my choices left me for dead, now I fear

The damage was quite severe, and I'm waiting for death
It's like I'm on meth, I'm always running out of breath
I have insomnia, so I never see the cousin of death
And right now I'm waiting for me to inhale my last breath

Just really irked, I just wanted to write something out.