these are my thoughts before bed..
the random shit up in my head..
seriously random.
with me, i swear no one understands me
i do and say just what i want,
and they call it outlandish
i mean just look at the president
that man would ban gay marriage
n i’m still thinkin bout the woman ima marry
still thinking bout the woman i’m becoming in this society that’s damaged
worldwide asylum
our devices they’re behind them,
where they micromanage
im a pansexual woman of colour
with red dreadlocs and hispanic
also with a dose of mental illness bipolar and manic
so getting a job is hard, mentally unstable i panic
but society can’t tell me no, if i want it i’ll have it
what they cannot see, when i see it i
just grab it
i just hope they still believe in me by the time that it happens
come on for the ride, get ur seatbelt well fastened
this is the time i been waiting for, no more of that practice
this is what i asked of the universe, and now its granted
third eye opened + 2020 vision i been elevating without a landing
pilot of my plane
still
guiding my soul n brain
at night or when it rains
is when i feel my pain
at 3:16am, nights before i lay
i pray the lord; my soul to take
anxiety to take away
i & me, we conversate
i meant conversing in these verses
like i & me aren’t 1 person
like man vs self when i am hurtin
writing when i feel uncertain
but trying to express it
writing out not repressing
internal to external expression
all these thoughts keep me awake
on cloud 16
still
driving this plane
could be driving myself insane
or flying myself to Spain
just to escape the pain
maybe runaway to Paris
maybe go do something outlandish
like have a black/hispanic gay marriage
in this society that’s damaged
these are my thoughts before bed..
the random shit up in my head..
seriously random..
