He’ rapping;

He’s got me tapping to the beat

With his lyrics, words, and feat

From the band; the instrumental,

The noise and the sound that surround him.

He’s a cyclops!

With one eye to find

The main thing in life; the bind.

The line he’s speaking; same verse,

But in circles. The words unheard still even though it seems rehearsed

And told so many times

In regular words, regular rhymes,

But now there’s a commotion and the beat is slow…

But is it fast?

…in haste it lasts.

Is tomorrow here yet?

But no, it’s been an hour and the people haven’t been let

To all speak; to all talk in turns.

It’s this circle that makes our heads burn

It spins fast, slow, a hundred to a million times!

I drop dimes

For you to keep listening to my hymns.

My friend’s limp from limb to limb,

Since she’s carrying me to carry her in the future,

But how real is that? Really how they give me torture!

I know not what I say, but

I know what I believe in:

A starry-eyed human for a lifeless being to be in,

Or the other way around?

I found

It comes in circles, the word heard, the things said

In repetiton from when I wake up until I go to bed.

Now they’re throwing up!?!

Now they don’t know when they’re hypnotism started

From the time they took that whim.

They’re running from that part of the party that’s always going.

Never knowing

When it’ll all end,

But that’s the deal my friend…

A circle’s never ending.

There are no points to stab you to death till you start to bleed,

And succeed

To find that end to the circle of life

That binds us all to what we find within our mind’s eye

Which is the spy

To our heart’s pain

That lets us breath our breathe again and again

In a circle of puffs.

A never ending circle can never be enough;

Never let you huff

Out of breathe because you keep on breathing for eternity,

So does your heart because love’s eternally

Gonna target every feeling from happiness to HELL bent depression!

From the time we never knew of oppression

To the time where it’s all we may have to keep our minds going

Because we’re the same entity and we really all aspire to be “me”

and that’s you: a round of rounds as time goes by

To make “me” into “you and I”.