smile..

Hi guys.

ive been out for a while.Thinking && enjoying the view from..both…points.

labelslabelslabels.stick upon my cheek.

the windows to my soul have already sprung a leak

but no longer do i cower from the words they tend to speak

I break out and speak my mind

tower over opinions of any kind

smile and laugh i refuse to hide

feeling alive beating my heart

thump thump louder with this new start

ready set go the whistle blows

where ill go i dont really know

riding shotgun asleep on her side

many miles sleepy car ride

i whisper sweet nothings into her dreams

smiling as she listens “more than words” she sings

i fear nothing invincibility my red cape

i am superman.i am superman watch me fly

these words tend to escape cascade into the sky.

and fullbloom mr sun rises ..each ray saying hi.

 ms.moon yawns goodnight and goodbye

social anxiety

some sort of chemical imbalance in the brain created by an influx of new situations.
the brain accostumed to certain ranges of chemical activity through years of manipulation by certain individuals in authority [i.e] parents,friends etc.
thus the influx of adrenaline rushed through my veins at the very sight of a group of more than 2 people causes me to hyper ventilate the air grows thin and the tension in my muscles builds to create a sense of elasticity which then i am incapable of controlling my shivering although the temperature is at room temperature.
I feel nauscious and i want to shield my self from the piercing glances from across them room although they do not take note of the internal war they have unwillingly started…I am ready for battle.
&& yet i shut everything and everyone out to the point that i do not hear or feel anything.
i faint.
an overwhelming experience of over exposure to a social situation.
and yet they have not said one word to me.
that my friend, is social anxiety.
and i suffer from it on a daily basis due to the fact that i was contained within this bubble of ” two is a group and three is a crowd”
My adrenaline level shoots to phenomenal level at the very sight of a glance from another individual of whom i have not been acquainted with.
i suffer from social anxiety on an extreme level.

they have tried to contain me in a bubble of comfortability to shield me from the menacing situations of the daily world.
and yet this bubble has burst with the expanision of my daily life…thus i am then exposed to these so called menacing situations of the world…
im am not unaware of how to protect myself…thus i have no idea of how to approach the situation..and i undergo a process people like to call panic.
a moment of temporary insanity..

this is the shit i suffer from due to the individuals who shielded me from what could have helped me grow.

social anxiety.on an extreme level.

rock the beat

the internal beat to just rock the verses freely and not restrict the words to the yellow tape of society..as if the murder scene was the sentence in itself..
put ya bluff down homie..and jus be real with me.i think its time to rock to the internal beat of individuality yo.
cyeah thas all me..and thas all you..if you just set yourself free and dance to the internal beat of life.
it sounds crazy..and yeah it is..
but ey im not about them mainstream robots of “be this..dream this..say this..think this”
undaground…thas what im about.

Vulnerability Is Ignorance, and Yet Ignorance Is Bliss..

You are only vulnerable once the comfortability of conformity has been breached by invaders of difference.Taken captive ,without ransom and thrust into a cage of criticisms and vulnerable to realization that the confortability of comformity has created a war against those of whom have been determined to remain the bitterness in the melting pot of society,those whom are determined to broaden their horizons and break free of the prison bars of which many of us are confined…thus we are vulnerable because we have no idea what lies beyond the prison bars of conformity. 

sometimes the placid moments of silence are unwanted if no one is there to share it with you.

Heart broken and back stabbed.Left to bleed onto this hard concrete slab of society, which now i call my head stone.

 Cause of Death: an irregualrity between generations of which caused complications to all three vital organs > the heart mind and soul

Time of Death: Now

Quote of The Day

” the moon is a friend in the night for the lonely to talk to”

BluePrint

Dismember the lines of rhyme

of which i kidnap within the bedroom of my mind

and hold captive without ransom.

That my friend,

Is my Blueprint.