Sidney Pixley

the beat of ur own drum

Sidney Pixley
the beat of ur own drum

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19 Jul 2019

Yea I prolly dont sound as good as u might But guess what I got , that u don't I got fight And I dont just mean these scared and bruised fists not thees I mean my weapon of loose leaf As a compose my emotion for yall to hear You look deeper you see more than my smug face, u see the tears and fears and tears The damage and wears, the anger and swears, the taunts teases and dares, But no matter how much I hurt I continue on these stairs of life Universe stabs me with a knife I take the damn thing right out and stab it back with that knife and I strive I told ya I had fight but yal dont beleive, If only u understand jesus what a relief that'd be Look Im not that much different from u,nobody really is i got Hope's a dreams I'm an aspiring mc But I've got pain in my eyes, I can be feeling sorry 4 myself sad, then someone pisses me off I'm mad and them eyes are dried Pieces uh my brain are just fried, The old me has died Been replaced, no tracks to be retraced I'm a stronger me, dont beleive u will see, regret you'll hold if you take on me Now nobody wants to harbor emotion Causes itl real havoc in ur brain causing comottion Keep ur sane dont end up like me , guess I took lose yourself too seriously I was scared and thought I needed to be someone else someone stronger, But that only made the pain last longer Please take my advice and dont get caught up.in the rat race of life I.may only be 13 but I know what I speak, When I have my opinions I wont be meek Dont u be either speak yo mind Hapiness and fufulment u will find It makes the universe want to be kind Good karma will be put in line I'm tellin u man, I just need to get signed So I can leave staying quiet behind No more of the staining of my cranium I'm not placing any blame and um Never forget walk to the beat a ur own drum

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Yea I prolly dont sound as good as u might But guess what I got , that u don't I got fight And I dont just mean these scared and bruised fists not thees I mean my weapon of loose leaf As a compose my emotion for yall to hear You look deeper you see more than my smug face, u see the tears and fears and tears The damage and wears, the anger and swears, the taunts teases and dares, But no matter how much I hurt I continue on these stairs of life Universe stabs me with a knife I take the damn thing right out and stab it back with that knife and I strive I told ya I had fight but yal dont beleive, If only u understand jesus what a relief that'd be Look Im not that much different from u,nobody really is i got Hope's a dreams I'm an aspiring mc But I've got pain in my eyes, I can be feeling sorry 4 myself sad, then someone pisses me off I'm mad and them eyes are dried Pieces uh my brain are just fried, The old me has died Been replaced, no tracks to be retraced I'm a stronger me, dont beleive u will see, regret you'll hold if you take on me Now nobody wants to harbor emotion Causes itl real havoc in ur brain causing comottion Keep ur sane dont end up like me , guess I took lose yourself too seriously I was scared and thought I needed to be someone else someone stronger, But that only made the pain last longer Please take my advice and dont get caught up.in the rat race of life I.may only be 13 but I know what I speak, When I have my opinions I wont be meek Dont u be either speak yo mind Hapiness and fufulment u will find It makes the universe want to be kind Good karma will be put in line I'm tellin u man, I just need to get signed So I can leave staying quiet behind No more of the staining of my cranium I'm not placing any blame and um Never forget walk to the beat a ur own drum

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