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Ignorance Is Bliss

And yes, it's a rap, LOL.

By Emily MetzPublished 6 years ago 2 min read
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Please Enlighten me with the logic of your nonsense.

Your lips are moving now but You're speaking in past tense.

I used to think before I speak but now the words fall out and they die at my feet.

I know you're trying so hard to be perfect but in the world it's not even worth it.

Because in the end all are graves are the same no one will even try to remember your name.

Everyone will try tell you they do it for the money and fame but I'm just trying to be saved.

Be real and put my emotions on paper so maybe someone can try to relate to it later.

And I wanna hear what you got to say stop & take a few seconds out of my day to sit down, talk & listen maybe even start reminiscingwhatever it takes to make you feel like a better person.

You know life it can be funny but lately you're feeling more like the punchline of a bad jokeI guess you can say that why I smoke.

Your mind needs to be hypnotized so you can try believe the lies as they blow that shit over ya eyes.

But you dont even care the worries are right in front of you and the fear isn't there. What are you even doing here?

People are selfish they see nothing in it for them so they walk on by & try to ignore that ugly homeless guy.

but you're not realizing that this would just needs some love and a little guidance from something up above.

Maybe if you took a second to stop and look around you will see that we're all the same just in a different wrapper With no idea what happens to us before or after.

You know They Got us all bumping to the same tune but god forbid if someone sings better than you.

They call it privileged but maybe you're just lazy because Last time I checked I have breath so therefore I'm alive so nothing can faze me.

You can come from nothing or stay stuck and that shit ain't got nothing to do with talent or luck.

I understand this shit ain't easy

that life has a way of complaining you're days but that doesn't give you the right to act sleazy.

I can't even continue with this conversation everything you're saying is just beginning for confrontation. my words mean nothing to a misguided soul you're better off stuck in a 6 ft hole.

Send my love to your best all dressed up in black with a built hole in ya chest.

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