Motion/The Will of D Pt. 2

If I speak and don't speak a sound I sit alone, I'm all alone this is the start of the show Finish the credits just rolled I see the sunrise I feel the mundane I look at my face Hoping to wash it away don't want to live in intangibles speaking in parables life is parabola I'm trying to see it in panoramic I feel ceramic Easy to shatter Despite the fragility I'm looking sturdy as sturdy can get Roll out the bed maybe this day is another regret Motion I'm in motion If I speak and don't speak a sound Start up the regular schedule everythings looking like everything's just like the moment before Steady I'm feeling like nothings in store All of the talent I think that I have what is it missing or is it important I'm focused on focusing on what I need losing the motive to get what I see Something inside of mes counting on me Something is calling me asking for more Begging the ending of rinse and repeat Maybe I'm hearing my destiny speak I don't know if I remember the voice I don't know if I still have any choice I don't know if I can really hold on I don't know if I should even let go If I speak and don't speak a sound Suddenly jump in the rabbit hole I don't see anything make any sense I don't see anything leading to ends Maybe I'm searching for something that's wrong Maybe I'm looking for something within I think I stumbled on something that works Belief Everyones looking for something to see Nobody seems to believe But I think I'm different and maybe you too if you've been listening and you refuse Hope I can make a believer out of you I'm proud of you for you remaining yourself Hope that you're out here obtaining yourself Hope that behind all the mumbo and jumbo the metaphors The idiosyncrasies I adore that you get what I'm saying to you All that I want is for you to be you All that I want is for you to be you All that I want is for you to be you All that I want If I speak and dont speak a sound To start it off the start of it all whether the inner Monologue it's all of my lost conscience Stream of consequences but sonically I been nonexistent That's just the verdict how I word it it's just kind of rhythmic Been afraid of the way that I say Phrases Uncommon to the common sense Contemplated coughing up a lung or two roll a blunt or two See another view paint another hue Huey Freeman how I stand on this hill I been a boondock saint I play fiona apple while I'm searching for what's lurking in the murkiest streams I'm looking for another backdrop The caltrops dropping to the floor and I can barely stand I barely feel a man Dont even know my name How I stay the same when I can feel the change in the waves in a literal sense I take a deep dive in the ocean feeling the subliminal bliss Since a child imaginations been running wild Cartoons and wizards and totally spies I disguise my infatuations No congratulations for the life that I been facing I saw dreams in color False freedoms coveted lost meanings Cover it up back to the top Start it off the start of it alls Cosmic I suppose my prose is so constant If I sold my soul then who collected Could I buy it back if I feel like I regret it Or will the benefits that I reep from it become me The end justifies the means i guess what i mean is that I'll do anything if it means that I'm free And living what I read Practice what i preach in my reach is the 7 seas I'm never on my knees I'll never see defeat