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The Caged Bird

jay-z said if you let a caged bird free
and it comes back then you know it's there to stay
so that what i did opening the cage
now i sit here under the sycamore tree
waiting and watching for my phoenix
to rise again from the ashes and come home
but she waits and stops
watching in the dark
fighting her heart
battling demons i can never kill
i sit and smile in wait
hoping she is doing the right thing
will she come back one day
only time can tell
but a promised was made and
a date never set
i wouldnt be mad if my bird never loved me
never wanted to be back in her cage
i hear her say it might take a while
and know its just another test that i hate
starving me out of the love i crave
wanting to see me desperate for air
im think im going insane
writing has got my imagination getting the best of me
i sit and i wait the one virtue
ive honed and worked on over the years
i can be patient for i have seen this before
a long time ago in a past life for sure
when i let the bird go and went on the hunt
it came back but was never the same
so now i sit and i wait
just now i've learned a lesson
let the bird return to you and
don't trap it back in it's cage
so now i sit and i wait
looking to the horizon for that bird
entertaining myself with thoughts
of her hunting me now
will she find where my sycamore tree lies
with no phone will the bird take the extra steps to
come back to me or will she give up
and find a new hand to sing too
giving a lame excuse or just the lack of effort towards me
I sit and i wait with no hatred in my heart
for i touched my beautiful bird once before she flew away
i told her i loved her before that fateful day
i said more to my bird then others
get a chance too in their whole lives
and if the year comes that my promise
reaches its expiration day then i will
have no worries or ill will
for i did all i could
and kept my word
yet i sit and i wait for the caged bird
wondering if my phoenix is fighting demons more then before
i sit and i wait for the caged bird
to see if she will find me under the sycamore tree

I'm Somewhere

I'm somewhere between schizophrenic and iconic
i'm somewhere far but its not dark
the sunrises and falls
life goes on

gifted with a curse
living forever in a cycle
running from nothing but myself
wanting everything with nothing
colonial homes with a
brand new Porsche or Bentley
i'm the worst
i'm somewhere plotting and scheming
the things of my past
don't decide my future

I'm somewhere between schizophrenic and iconic
i'm somewhere far but its not dark
the sunrises and falls
life goes on


your voice is so familiar
yet you seem so distant from me
like Venus to Mars
Romeo and Juliet
Matt Linart your life
before we proceed
your the one i need
why am i smiling and laughing
at a time like this
that the man you hate
he's so fake
drowning in heartbreak

My Inspiration

i was asked where i get my inspiration from
 it spawns from the anger and boredom
sitting in the darkest parts of the world
alone with my thoughts
alone with my soul
no significant other to share with
my only light come from
my book and laptop screen
the boredom comes and goes
my talent releases and flows
my inspiration come in the face of adversity
my inspiration comes when
i have no where to go
its channeled onto paper
from anger and fear
angry with the world
and its backward ways
fears of the future failures
more loves to encounter since i have no other
and more heartbreaks are inevitable
my inspiration comes from destiny
from the skills honed from the dark
and brought to light by
paper and pen
every stroke a piece of tension released
every word contains hidden emotions within
every line a memory from a moment in time
what inspires me?
to many things to fit in one rhyme

Let Me Fall

if i jump just let me fall
right now it would feel so right
open your mind and understand
suicide is nonsense but
life is insane and void
so many people depending on me
with the weight of the world
i can do no wrong

how will i ever learn
without mistakes
how can i walk on my own


i keep repeating the phrase
over and over in my head
i could die from the fall
imagine if i hit the floor
now it means so much more
in order to be one with christ
you must be born again
so please if i jump
let me fall
ill come back stronger than before

am i speaking nonsense or
is christ working through me
i do right and its wrong
i do wrong and its right
in this backwards world
i cant understand it no more
set me free
just tell the world
if i jump let me fall

Why Not

why would she want a man that adores her
why not one that slaps and spits
why would she want sweet words
when she could get cursed and stripped

why would she want a man that only wants her
why not get one that wants them all
why keep me when i work
when you could yourself while i play COD
why ask her to read the word
when she is concerned with the world

why tell her of kids and stability
why not offer payments and missed visits
why uphold her
when you can break her down

why speak of love and passion
when she wants sex and regrets
why offer commitment
why not tease her and leave your shoes at the door

the good guys never win
the bad guys get all the girls
why hold yourself to kingly standards
when she will take the pauper

why waste time doing right
when they love you for doing wrong
why waste your time
why not enjoy the flesh and wine
why love and not get it back
why not use and abuse


thats what they expect anyway
lol

the pink eye

my eyes are blood shot and dripping
am i sick or expressing my insides
i cant cry but my eyes show the signs
i want to love and be loved
walking around like a zombie
no brains for me just pain for me
trying to fight this hunger
my heart wants more
will i ever satisfy this rumble
can i learn to shed tears
or will i forever looked diseased
haunted by a love that could
never be in a timely fashion

water runs down my face from my eyes
but im not crying
i got the pink eye
a disease of love and humility
my prides to strong for tears
my minds to strong for fears
look into my eyes
i beg for you to lend me your ears
i dont need your sympathy
your drugs or cure for this disease
i need that intimacy only one can bring

my eyes are blood shot and dripping
am i sick or expressing my insides
water runs down my face from my eyes
im not crying i got the pink eye