Local Artist

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What do you do when the alcohol doesn’t numb the pain
And you swear up and down your seconds always from going insane
Daydreaming about a better life in the pouring rain
What you wouldn’t do for some lottery numbers and some fame
Church people will say all the stuff is vain
But what else are you supposed to wish for when no one knows your name
The sad life of another tortured soul called artists
You might not have a job but you still your hardest
Constantly pouring your heart out for your little website
Post after post of greatness and enlightened sight
But the followers don’t get it and no one else follows
So write a book just collect more disappointment and no’s
No one buys and no one reads
They don’t understand that even a genius has needs
Basic things like gas and phone bill money
And don’t forget the insurance for your little hooptie
Don’t even mention rent, water, and lights
But you have a dream so you keep at all night
Trying to decide if you should kill yourself or wait for the day everything’s alright

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Nickels and Dimes

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I really don’t wanna pull the race card
Put the times are getting too hard
Reading all these thank you for applying emails
And they wonder we resort to crime and jails
I mean what do you when your rent is due
And the white man isn’t trying to hire you
What do you when realize racism is true
And your brother tells you none of this is new
Like how hard do they wanna us try
Or better yet how bad do they want us to die
I feel like it’s just a matter of time before a cop pulls my card
A couple of shots to the chest and another mother left scarred
But I guess then I’d finally be at peace
Free from this life and body we actually only lease

Let Them Say

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When I fade away let them say I lived
Let them say I had a father whom I could not forgive
Let them say I lived in the days when women loved women
Let them say I lived in a time when Love was called sin
Let them say I lived a time when a man could marry a man
Let them say I say I lived in a time the present doesn’t understand
Let them say I lived in the wrong time
Let them say I lived in a time where poets didn’t rhyme
Let them say I lived in a time where God wasn’t real
Let them say I lived in a time where what we felt was real
Let them say I lived in the time of Hell
And left the world with a story I didn’t want to tell

A Condemned God Complex

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A while back I came to a conclusion
That man had a problem and there was no solution
I no longer saw the light in their eyes
My ears fell deaf to all their cares and cries
If Aliens truly despised us I finally understand their distaste
For we are at best a God damned race
But now I look into your eyes I witness a fire in you
Some call it life but I call it true
I see ordinary but great men, I see angelic women
And for a moment my heart begins to beat again
For I am one of you and nothing more
I was never greater, not now or before
Some may call me a child of God or a child of evil
But regardless, among you I am considered people

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Second Comp

It’s getting harder to put pen to page nowadays
Maybe this is what happens when you’re stuck in your ways
But I have a lot to say, I have a lot to address
I’m convinced all you Trump supporters are racist and need to confess
I’m convinced I’ll get hired at a call center at the best
Writing love poems for girls somewhere out west
I just want someone who’ll love me even when I honest
I just need someone who understands I hate being modest
My mom calls it pride but I call it confidence
I don’t have time to beat around the bush and I don’t care if you take offense
Maybe I’m wrong, maybe I’m right
Maybe one day I won’t have to drink to go to sleep at night

Preconceptions

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I always see her once and then no more
She knows not of my desire of that I’m sure

If only courage would take a hold of me
I’d tell her of the beauty I am blessed to see

Instead, I stare and glance and dare not go near
For the brownness of my skin provoked hesitation and fear

Nonetheless I too and just another man
Searching for lustful passion where and whence he can

Thus damned forever to leave my love in ink
And let drown and perish my heart that sinks