Emulated

by Timothy   Apr 1, 2005


My life is a bargain, a deal I made with versions of my former self
You don't know the half of it, your mind is shadowed by yourself
I'm constantly using the constitution as a form of restitution
I don't belong in your realm, I belong in a mental institution
My views are old and misused they often lead to physical abuse
My words are commonly misinterpreted, and tend to confuse
I blame nobody for the course I've chosen in and throughout my life
It's not anyones fault I compare relief to the blade of a knife
My world is distorted, contorted malformed and definitely assorted
I've got so many ideas flowing freely my lifestyle is unsupported
Those of you who are the few to understand this new view
recognize the ability you contain and give respect where it is due
I speak of truths concerning the commonly misunderstood youth
I'm no telephone booth, don't walk through me even if I am uncouth
Close your eyes, realize a surprise inside is defied daily by untold lies
Consider it an inconsiderate perspective expressed by an idiot
Don't get into it, censorship will just censor it and work hard to filter it
I'm not here to impress to the rest that the best has been a test
I'm only here to invest in the mess I've worked so hard to digest
So as I sit in this spot, trying my hardest to stimulate
I come to the realization I am often an attempt to emulate
Copied and repeated by some of those who are now around me
This small fact decides who I allow to continually surround me....

just a weird poem i guess, rate it as it deserves to be rated please

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