Dreams Beams

Knowledge and knowing not worth all the bloated showing craziness inside the head driven mad when questions festering since a lad left unsatisfactory with each surprise only to realize it was all lies harshness truth has no bedside manners actions served up like manure and intentions exposed the flies. Can't help not be defensive yet the agression causes friction and fictionary qualms fighting till I'd face palm. And so I'll dress defiant and keep the prudes quiet can't stand by it when will words across the phone fall silent until then I just walk by and sit and my own peace achieved so will you or wont you just talk to me and say a story stop by and people watch for I can't stop studying allot.
Knowledge can't stop pain just crying more violently As it taunts me quietly only in acceptance and crazy mood swings could I try and control this martan chameleon too tired of steering
eyes gone blurry with poetic words and tomatoes for justice
vision's blurry as Ego's hands a father's fury and compassionate snake set me upon the stake telling mistakes of what passion should be oh yes I digress capitalism is killing me grab the snake
charm it or be choked by the way others use my words to shove down the throat. Knowing can't prevent the loss of hope burn mine soul a totem pole for otherwise I'd lose my battle to outdue the pope.