Kerrious

When Curiosity Doesn't Kill You……YOU LEARN. More Than Just a Breathe of Fresh Air

I’m friends with the monster beside of my bed

Fight with the voices outside of my head

You’re trying to scare me

Just hold your breathe

And they think I’m crazy

They think I’m crazy

I wanted to be a famous writer

A poet 

I wanted people 

To quote me 

I wanted to see it 

Wanted it both ways

Leave me alone 

I’m friends with the monster beside of my bed

The dark angel 

Who scared you 

Who found worth 

Beside me that night 

I was safe 

For once in my life

I fight with the voices outside of my head

These thoughts spawn from 

Satan 

A jealous beast

With his bitch 

He’s killing me 

And i can’t conquer it 

I’m just relaying 

What the voices say

Don’t shoot the messenger 

They’re trying to scare me 

Just hold your breathe

You thought i was crazy 

Crazy

But thaat’s not fair….

I had this vision

Of having a baby

The feeling 

Of it coming out 

I had this vision 

A million visions 

But what do they matter 

When no one listens….

Rumple! 

Awww.

I’m friends with the demons on your tongue 

I’m friends with the snake who illuminates

I’m friends with the rod, the staff

The witches and magician 

Get along with everyone 

In power 

They’re trying to save me 

I’ll hold my breathe

I’m not crazy

No I’m not crazy….
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