Un-able
Do you know what it’s like to be un-able
What happened to me is un-forgive-able
The pain I felt was un-bear-able
What you did was un-think-able
And what you said was un-change-able
”Why” I asked, you said is un-explain-able
I think it’s just un-answer-able
The fear I have is un-avoid-able
The thoughts I have are un-beat-able
The troubled water is un-bridge-able
The truth is far from approachable
Pressure I feel now is un-describe-able
Things he wants from me are un-allow-able
What to do is un-decide-able
What he wants is un-deni-able
The fact that he knows is un-believe-able
I wish he was more un-derstand-able
Because of the un-forgive-able
Normal, to me is un-know-able
How many times it happened, un-count-able
The payback I’ll get is un-imagine-able
Run if you want, your un-hide-able
I’m known to be un-predict-able
But to you, I’ll be un-touch-able
Trust me cuzo, I’m capable
What I’ll do to you is un-name-able
Your scar will be un-remove-able
No violence, I’ll be un-assail-able
But you’ll know what’s it like to be un-able…promise
Let Me Know
I’m tired of reading between the lines
As if there is something for me to find
You’re saying that I already know
When to tell you the truth I really don’t
You’re saying every one knows about us
If they did I wouldn’t be making a fuss
And how are they supposed to know what we do
When I don’t even know what’s up with me and you
All I’m asking is for you to let me know
So I can decide if I stay or if I go
We don’t go together but we act like we do
I’m starting to think you don’t know too
Is it just me? Or are you stalling?
Or am I just mad because I’m falling
I really do like you and I don’t know why
To be honest with you, you’re really not my type
What ever the reason I love you pook
I hope one day you’ll stop being a douche
And let me know really what’s up
Before your luck has run out and the door has shut
Reasons Untold
We’re here for a reason that’s yet to be told
What are we looking for?
Waiting impatient for the truth to unfold
Till’ our lives are no more
We got so impatient we lost our way
Now nobody cares
To wrapped up in what happened today
But not willing to share
There’s some of us that still see the light
But I bet you it’s blurry
They could stand up and do what is morally right
But they’re all in a hurry
How did we get so far off the path
That we can’t even find
A way for us all to go back
How’d we get so blind?
We’ve been blind for quite some time now
Too long to be exact
I wonder if we just forgot how
How to get back
Back to the way we were before
Before we were just wondering
Wondering, hoping and waiting
We’re here for a reason that’s yet to be told
What are we looking for?
Waiting impatient for the truth to unfold
X suicide X
BANG! The bullet explodes out of it’s shell
Into the barrel for the owner’s farewell
Into her left temple tossing and turning
She showed no fear, no yelling, no hurting
Out the right side it dropped like a bolt
Her life was brought to a screeching holt
Her body fell and folded like a napkin
To her no one thought that this could happen
Thoughts and memories seeped out her head
As her body lay there forever dead
Family and friends ask “why”
As they fall on the floor breakdown and cry
Her funeral was short, simple and sweet
Her body lay there all crisp and neat
As her mom walks up to the casket
She thinks “To my daughter this could’ve happened”
Now it’s my turn to say good bye
I stand up and try my best not to cry
Loving she was, my best friend
And we will never know her true beauty within
Those rays made her glow, those rays from the sun
I never meant to shoot her with her own gun
To My Mexican King Corsi
Thank you for givin me some of that Cosi lovin
When I was feelin low & like I was nothin
Thanks for always looking on the bright side
And restoring my once broken pride
I hope we have a class together again
Because you truly are one of my good friends
No matter the distance, no matter the day
No matter the time, I’m only one phone call away
Next semester won’t be the same thing
With out Mike Corsi, My Mexican King
I hope you know I’m thankful for you
Because with out you, Mike Corsi, I don’t know what I’d do
