Just some things I write...

[aCajunAngel]

 

 Everyone, thing Self-revealing

Long black hair shreaded from my scalp

Caught on my arm and dried out by our drought

Time taken back I stole all the missing peices

Maybe I can still sell them or auction them off today

Yesterday is out dated

While what lies ahead is over-rated if you dont really care about it in the first place

Up-grading my-ways of progressions

Build this vocal sancturary from every pronounciation incountered

The things that you dispose all because yesterday was outdated

Found its place in giving me knowledge of whats funding and making it able for you to get a look.

Unforgivness is causing cancer and we all rot together

Hateful plots turning into scripting

Everything made available

If you didnt want to be exposed then next time wear a more exaggerated mask

We can have a parade, a fiesta, a costume mascarade of charading gossips

We all do some things for nothing

Ill wait for you to tell as you experiance trying to understand and turn nothings into socializing

If I cant personally know what is there I have nothing but lack of being filled.

I dont want to be empty.

I dont want to be replenished with generic acceptance

The present self exposes, bringing knowledge to my vision and clarity for the back of my mind.

My heart tells me things my mind doesnt ponder

There will be no picking apart

Reject all piecing together

Waiting for things to reveal themselves truths unfolding

as if the precission of perfect timing was ever known to happen.

Life everyday projecting reality worn on everyones sleeves

Cameras of common sense showing flakings

Flakings loving people hating acting

If I wanted any pretending Id have a mass-casting-call tonight