How much more thoughts can I consume?
Food for thought, there’re more to come soon
So, I contemplate to con the contempt, due
To this template, hun, that is connected to you
What more can I do? I contacted you
You said ‘’why should I treat a con with tact, Zu?’’
Calling me liar, while I should attack you
‘cause you were the one who lied, so ask who-
..ever you want to, just vacate..
You and I, behold, disappearing contacts
‘cause, they say..
Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder, I was wearing contacts
Though days sway..
And disappear in contracts, so I’m not on that
Appearing conflict that is inflicting pain on set
I refrain from dropping names, no bomb threat
Perception is bound to hit misconception
Along the lines of the climax of misdirection
Missing aspects in your climate that is affecting
Your sleeping pattern, dreaming bad, at turns
I wish I wouldn’t wish you bad things, nor curse
But at times, I wish I had the opportunity to curse
Part of the unity that exists first in my head
I stress this by treating my flaws with drugs like a nurse
Wait, I mean with puzzles to escape the hearse
Yet, I’m puzzled, craving to understand my own verse
I only cry from the inside, I cannot quench my thirst
Is this reality? I have to pinch myself first
Before I can get off that bench myself first
So I have to comprehend myself first..