I am a Libra, can’t you see The meaning of dichotomy The this and that, the you and me The balance and disparity

I’m such an ass You don’t even know Devoid of class No love to bestow I plant despair

Lord and Jesus Christ Don’t forget the lice Spiders, ticks, and skeeters All the heeby-jeebers They’ve got their own place

If you think I’m gonna give up You don’t know shit about me I’m completely stubborn as fuck Ass ain’t got nothin’ on me

It’s quite a process To create a person

I’ve always been Out on the run I’ve never felt Like had a home And then one day

Rain, rain wash away All the stains of yesterday Here I stand, made of clay Mold me into my today

Somehow when I write It comes out in time Words seem to flow out In a catchy rhyme Things just sorta happen

I’m like a pretzel Simple ingredients And a bit twisted

My brain doesn’t work like it norm… It doesn’t think of the funny rema… Or witty sayings It doesn’t jump from scene to scen… Most of the time it’s too busy

I like your spots I like your dots The things that make you different You’re not like them Pure specimen

Now you know The depths of depravity A man will go For love of his progeny

Darkness envelops Veins of fire rend the abyss God’s awemazing works

I write You read I talk You listen I huff