The Phone Is Off

[Solace]

Notice no one looked me right in the eyes to plead,
"Just do not lie to me", I really do it for my society,
I am weak, go home to get hit by verbal dart shots,
Hide in my room to get cornered by my dark thoughts,
That's where I let it go, where my depression boasts,
Write rhymes to fight time, "sick like asbestos flow"
It's fake, I'm known to lie, I can just bold your pride,
Seep, reach through the next second like poltergeist,
Bottle up my anger, watch as I make my writtens speak,
Bested now, I let it out, watch as I waste my dignity,
Demons within me won't leave, acting nice, so faking,
So trade it for some honesty 'cause I'd rather be isolated
Because the answer is as complex as the question is,
Why do I cry when my lines tie, got connections split,
Can you hear me now? It seems we are breaking up,
Relations rough, this student, I have to make him up.

[gutawafang]

vocab, concept, FUCKING good.

[Solace]

Thanks both of you, sorry for the late return of thanks though, but glad you both enjoyed my writing.