My conscious telling me I should of titled this my twist fantasies
but this isn’t a fantasy this is my reality.
my conscious telling me i should of titled this my twist fantasies
but this isn’t a fantasy this is my reality
a place where better is worse, happiness is pain, love is dead
and instead of hi all I’m saying is farewell
reminds me of my ex girl that said shit isn’t fair oh well
so i killed the bitch and told her oh well shit isn’t fair
oh life what a contradiction
solid but a liquid
Your definition of family doesn’t really fit mine
One for all and all for one, but I’m the one that stands all alone
All dressed up in a room full of stranger that’s my family reunion
And my parents would tell you they have three kids but I see two
Like if I had hoop up on that flight and left, there would have been no difference
Like nothing was subtracted from the equation
So everything was at equilibrium
Like I’m the brick you can toss out and nothing would fall
Halfway till the end but the end is a new beginning so it never ends
and this the fourth time me and my girl found a new beginning
and it got me thinking will this ever end?
Endless puzzle down deep in my mind…subconscious
i can’t find my way out i need an inception
to escape my twisted realities
But I love it too much to leave
So I’ll make my bed here in peace
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