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Burn those Pages
How could I think of something masterly there’s so many things I rather be. So many things I haven't seen. I want to go to England meet the queen. Go to a comedy show just to see Charlie sheen. I want to fulfill my dreams regardless of the pain and agonies it may bring. Why does pain got to hurt so bad. Why does having Ur heart broken make u feel so bad? Why does being in love make u feel so glad? I have so many questions to ask. I sit a write paragraphs about my past not knowing what’s in my future. Destiny is a horrible fate sometimes it can leave u looking at the world thru a crate sometimes. At times I’ve been so cold and just recently I feel invincible. I never had hard feelings before it feels critical. It’s vital insightful delightful and sometimes u get spiteful. But regardless of it it's something I want to experience I want to be a witness to it. I’m finally off the stand no more hard questions from the bible I can remove my hand. My fate is sealed it cant experience changes but I freestyle my destiny it’s not written in pages. And those pages last for ages. And as I age and become as wise as a great sage set my heart free from its cage. Hit the worlds with blunt force trauma to its head the cut from which it bled. The scar I left it’s my mark now u know I was here that mark last for ages now I can finally burn those pages
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