/Title: Spoken Word - Year in Review

[sungoo]

Slowly dying in obscurity.
stepping closer to the line
that seperates the same
from my personal insanity.
that's the type of security
in life you can depend on
and it goes on and on and on
but I guess that depends on
grinding my life into
twenty four hour vices
checking for better prices
for shit I don't need
for addictions to feed.
I question the methods.
when will they validate me
instead of my parking space.
when I look in the mirror
everytime I look at my face
a bit of my self esteem fades,
disipates, into thin air.
I can't recognize this place anymore,
it smells different
and it doesn't look the same
but I know how I got there.
I'd show you the way
but no one believes
half the shit I say.
they think I'm a painless,
self tormented starving artist
trying to come of age.
turning the page on 2005
while I tell my contemporaries.
progress is not a phase
so here I am,
struggling with my inner self
trying to accept
the cards I've been dealt
except I find it hard
not to compare the cards
in my hand with the man
standing beside me,
but what, me worry
when all the voices in my mind
spend most of their time
helping me with my past
to help me pass
through all my hardships
fears and troubles.

- written by me
Work in progress
tell me if you like it, if you think it's garbage, if you like the color blue.