surpression

Need to sleep. I think I'll be fine tonight.

insomnia

I'm sufferin' from insomnia these sleepless nights

Cruisin' thru' days with amnesia in broad day light

Forgot how I got here, forgot how I got fear

Forgot how I ended up with this bottle of beer

Devils puppetin' this fuckin' body with strings

But they don't understand the pain it brings, it stings!

you must be blinded

YOU ARE FUCKING BLIND! OMG.

before i'm gone

Everybody can see.. except you.

How come!

haha just fooling around. piss off!

But a number..

Our lives are so degraded, with memories that are faded

Try to erase it 'cause we hate it, with pain that is abated

Dilated opticals when we see belated miracles

But seeing is not always true, give credit where it is due

I'm sufferin' bruises from the war that was fought with blood

Against the heavens from shores that was shot with floods

God cannot hear the, or see the, real motives of believers

Oblivious and the ignorant, they try to deceive them

Under the false consciousness implanted by the government

Sticks of carrots, and opiates of the masses - religion

People need to open their eyes wider, not just the Asians

Do you really believe what they say about foreign investments?

In the system of the capitalist, the workers emerge

They came with empty pockets, so they were happy at first

Until one day they grew disgruntled with the second class treatment

They came to revolt, wanted to make a bold statement

But were too self-interested to even keep it real

Bought over by monetary appeals, they just couldn't stay true

Sucked into the vortex of a vacuum, they were simply consumed

See, these consumers are the real products being consumed

So give them a room for them to wallow in their sorrow

In the darkest nights, no promises you'll see tomorrow

You need a dollar to borrow? But money doesn't exist

You're hallucinated, believin' the value it promises

But the bottom line is this: it is dehumanizing

With all their might they will try to quantify every single thing

From money, to time, to the total human population

From monkeys, to swines, we all have identifications

You are dispensable, nothing more than just a number..

五月天3DNA

你提醒了我..

我最最最初的夢想

追夢。2012年09月18日

contracts

So I went on with my life, the college and the bullshit

Only to realize his words were true, college's full of misfits

Scam, fraud, it's so fucking fake, you're so fucking fake

Making you my friend was my number one mistake

It's true, in certain aspects I gained some respect

But bounded by the clauses once you ink the contract

Who's to say what, who's to say how, got the speaking rights

But on repeat I chose to keep my lips shut tight

One day she'll understand the path I chose to take

Why do I have to plead to the Hedonist's sake?

On a separate issue..

I got a friend who's strugglin' with depression

Thru the days and the nights I think of solutions

But the thoughts sank deeper, I fell into the equation

That summed up like a vortex situation

Disjointed hands cling onto the elapse of time

But uplifted heads prevent the relapse of minds

just a few points i had to say.

there is no 'i'

Putting on a false front, she'll never understand

Diffusion into mainstream, the ordinary man

Big shoes to fill, but they shrunk over the years, until

He was reduced to pursuing the cheap dollar bills

All he ever wanted in life was pursuing his dream

But assimilation entails taking one for the team

Coffee shop revolutionaries talk about 'the life'

Escapism entices when competition is rife

When it comes to imagery they are visionary

But unworthy when it comes to reality

The last fours decades wasted on breathing, he spent

Always wondering where the fuck the days went

The years wear on and soon enough he too will be gone

Not quite finished yet but it'll be too late for her to mourn

When you grasp the definition of vulnerable

The delusional will have the truth smacked in opticals

It's 1am in the morning..

Meaningless wars

"They're out there being slaughtered

In meaningless wars so you don't have to bother"

That's why we all should know politics.

getthefuckout

Okay you know what, that's it with sad emo songs

From the moment I wrote that last shit I knew I was wrong

Used to envision my poetry raising awareness

But all I ever write these days is expressing sadness

Something changed inside of me, I got a little softer

From the days when I thought raps only evoked anger

When it taught me to rap gangsta, I developed the opposite

Stop the violence in hip hop, I believed in that shit

And I'd like to believe that I do know something

But Socrates taught me to see that I only know nothing

And that was the thing, I couldn't sing so I rapped

Till this day I still love spittin', rhymin' and word attack

Fallin' in love with every single rhyme I hear

But too many distortions and discourses, they appear

I keep side-trackin' but shit's still gonna be done

There's battles to handle but the war's still there to be won

Give me refund, of my failed emotional investments

Emotive words in statements, evoke the sentiments

For every rhyme I write I'm responsible for

I'd echo it across the fucking audible walls..

ok fuck i still have german to study and assignments to do.

simply no time for emotional troubles. get the fuck out.

onthetrain 020911 afternoon

This emotion is too much to take, it's intricate
The way my emotions intertwine and twist, it's delicate
Complicated, you cannot separate a man from his soul
And you cannot castigate the way that I flow
As the story is told I'm drownin' in powdered water
Ain't nobody to save me except me, the fact of the matter
Is that nobody can hold my reigns even if I'm tied to chains
Only text-type sad faces can express them in plain
I ask myself why do I have to put myself thru' this shit
I'm a grown man I'm supposed to manipulate the shit
Not the other way round, fuck the emo elements
The roots causes, jealousy and envy in resonance
To anyone in similar positions this is my suggestion
Don't ever let ur feelings mix into the equation
Regret you didn't fuckin' show your intentions, affections
I'm not saying I'm in the worst possible scenario
But it sucks to live in another man's shadow
Someone you don't even know, motherfuckin' raptures
I will motherfuckin' capture, emerge from the stature
Just to prove he a player, and I know you know it
From the fiery depths of hell, I will blow it, just so I show it
But this pen is my the form in which I express best
That's why I wrote this shit to get it off my chest
So fuck the pandora box and the maiden who opened it
For I am the man who's out grown this head. I condoned it
They say men are visual creatures but I beg to differ
Cause I'm the living proof good still exists in the world
My eyes are small but my vision's better than most faggots
The best dressed whenever I put on straight leathered jackets..

喜新厭舊

People getting lost in their small little worlds they ignore the little nice things in life..

Including the people around them.

喜新厭舊