Confessions Of A Gene Kneeus

(Source: beforetimerunsout)

Damn, here we go with this again

You say tell me what you want, but yeen even listening.

Back and forth with all the arguing, bickering

Running out of ideas, light bulb just a flickering

Whats the purpose of all this?

Bullshit on top of bullshit, can’t deal with this nonsense

If you ain’t helping then you’re hurting it

Left alone, deserting it

Half the time I’m feeling like its not even worth this shit

Feelings hurt riding down broken heart avenue

I feel what you saying, can’t even be mad you

That is true, look in my eyes for the proof

These eyes tell no lies, stop searching for the truth

Who knows why we fight

Who knows why we fuss

Who knows how to fix it

Who knows what will become of us

Who knows when to quit

Who knows when to hold on

Who knows their limits

Who knows whats really going on…

Mixtape in the works. Collaboration with a noteworthy word smith from around the area. I don’t know how its gonna turn out but its gonna be fun and a learning experience regardless.

First Name. Last Name.

You can sit next to someone and feel like you’re still hundreds of miles apart.

You can have a lot to say to someone and don’t know where to start.

People continue to love those who treat them bad.

People continue to hate, this world is sad.

They say they don’t give a fuck but constantly talk about it.

They say they trust you but your words are continuously doubted.

A heart isn’t a brain but we think through it.

A brain isn’t a heart but we try to substitute it.

Hear what you want, but say what they want to hear.

Put some tape across your mouth, remove the filters from your ears.

Unprotect your heart, open your mind.

The things that are worth searching for are the easiest to find.

Looking forward to the future, keep the rear view mirror for your past.

Most of us do the opposite and we’re getting no where fast.

Live fast die young, live slow and do the same.

Smile more, have fun, life is just a game.