Truth

Trying hard to please others Thoughts hover No approval Not even a brother's Too many opinions Never receive back what's given Booth's my dominion releasing minions Youth seeks to be forgiven Feeling doubt reason I'm driven Blood's not thicker than water Friends support instrumentals I slaughter Ask family to help lay brick and mortar Two Face flip of a quarter Lines I write like white ready to snorter Can't listen when attention span's shorter Move weight Jason Statham eighteen wheeler transporter West to East border Paid In Full Rich Porter USPS mail sorter not screening an order Laid low not worried about a reporter Don't give a damn about a supporter You could kiss my hindquarter Wanted a daughter Gotta refuse that offer Stress pressed on my chest Doctor visits result exhibit a test Tony may be my last Pain's vast Reflecting my past Molded like a cast God why I ask Floods of tears amass Contrast of what I feel Weather storms like forecasts Another artist painting canvas Knew a few with more keys than pianists Buried souls Gone with wind like Kansas Brooklyn bandit knocks tilt off axis Status worse than Darth Vader's apparatus Tucked bread under a mattress Big Bro's an addict I may smile through sadness Even madness Voids of blackness Travel roads in life with no atlas Seeking blessings like Baptists Only wish happiness Never malice Heart's harder than a callus Been burned so many times Just surprised Managed to have a few friends left Invest in seeing only the best Betrayal's hard to digest Jokes on me Jester gets to jest Felt extent of all effects Trying to correct debts Intent to be content Apologies I can't accept Old friends I wish I could forget Life's direct with effect It's what to expect Life or death is a paradigm Just dying to live and living to die Lucky seeing sun shine Heaven's paradise Sorrow in eyes that remain dry I can't cry Perspective is objective Mine's selectively collective Transcending retrospective Cause truth is prospective