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This is my first track back. I did it in one take so don't mind the sloppiness too much.
This is my "Finding Zen FreeVerse" over Xzibit's Paparazzi Instrumental.

-The Human Paragon


I've been to hell and back
But don't know why I did the latter
Even with all my energy
I just don't seem to matter
I swam the River Styx
Kneeled Praying that I might drown
tied an anchor to my leg
fucked up as that might sound
got plenty of rooms to choose
As I walk down this corridor
behind each door the same
A golddigging horrid whore
I get onto my computer
And fucking login to my account
Got over 1000 friends
not a single message
fucks is that about
The room seems to be silent
But I can hear all the snickering
As I battle with my mind
The light keeps on flickering
On and off
My Sanity is bi polar
Trying to stabilize
But got a broken controller
I'm probably complaining too much
probably not the worst case
But who's the one to judge
Intensity in the first place
Lyrics are my emotions
As they seep from my soul
The words I speak
Is what my body doesn't show
I pretend that it's all fine
I Try to play it off
Relieve some of the stress
With a couple rounds of golf
Miniature
the size of my patience lately
happy memories
i can only remember faintly
fear spoken words of others
fall in the clasp of drama
People's words are cheap
Nowadays like a Dollarama
Drop the dull knife
Stab myself with a katana
"don't sweat it kid"
Sweating it up like in a sauna
Speak the words of truth
And they try to reprimand me
They call me strange
Because they can not understand me
I try to keep it calm
I try to keep it cool
Put my worries behind me
And focus on my school
But that's just another weight
Of something expected of me
This is my life
So let me choose what I'm selected to be
It's seems to me
That I'm scolded more than cherished
Careful of moves I take
Scared of leaving family embarrassed
Don't listen
You choose how it is depicted
And don't join the talk
Cause The world is addicted
To bringing down others
To raise their self-esteem
Cause they just care about themselves
or that's the way it seems
I'm sorry if it's sad
Sorry if I kill the mood
Sorry if my vulgarity
Seems kind of lewd
Writing is a love
Lyrical design with my pen
This outpour of thoughts
Is where I find zen

I don't own the instrumental. All rights go to the owners.