Random SCRAPS #1: NOBODY'S PERFECT

Nobody's Perfect

No body is worth it

Stick with yourself for your health

Or you will short circuit it

Don't feel you're worthless

My legs are all restless

Frustrated the way things before me

Feels like it's endless

Take me home take me away

Not to the home where I stay

Set me free what will I be

Foggy futures what I see

Made it clear sincere

I just want out of here

Place to call my own

Friends lovers want to be alone

That just goes to show it

That you should already know it

Take that shot pop pop

Don't blow it.

I work and i don't work

Get paid but that works

Get pain but that hurts

Incomplete holes in my shirt

Where should I take this now?

Live my life simply graze like cows

Live my life blazing dazing

Put up a fight I can't figure how

Stuck in my ways

I'm stuck in a haze

Conscious yes subconscious mess

Got my hand in this cage

Post my passion home

He went got his post alone

No face tats for me

Imma just let it be

So imma start killing it

If I think it I'm willing it

Dust off march on

Signs sealed delivering it!

I will

my will

to thrill

my chill

I will

My will

Will not

Stand still

Don't care what you think of me

Deep down I care minimally

Keep my nose down

Don't end up criminally

So starting today

I'll grind I'll hustle

Build my legacy

Won't let it crumble

I'm not just a kid

But I'm not yet grown

Gotta break the chain

Be on my own

Pave my own way

All that's left to say

Look out for me

See you next Tuesday

I will

my will

to thrill

my chill

I will

My will

Will not

Stand still

This shit is mindless

Takes all my kindness

Takes all my sight

Causes my blindness

Another form of torture and control

Sirens and lights flash on patrol

Stop your passion and dreams

Set fire to your mind petrol

No free thinking critical

Slaves by day cynical

Can't break these chains

Get you all in line political

Society set by rules divine

Be this way by others design

Why can't we just be kind

Can't because there will be crime?

Sick of this we're all fish

In a glass bowl of control we're not living in

They got a hold of that bowl

All your decisions

Of my imagination

Is it a figment?