nightmares scare me in the night out of my sleep
i swear my prayers are quiet as a peep
they sound so loud in a crowded room
yet i'm sleep and my peeps in my head go boom

lost rhythm needs to be gathered
my skin is young yet my soul is tattered
i argue my age to the dust in the sea
beneath me lies over 1 million lies
lies live lives of their own yet the one i've sewn
is thrown around

in my head my peeps go boom
yet out my mouth they make no sound

i'm hear but i'm not sound

not

yet

its been a long time coming but a change is gon come
i been waiting, and praying, with no clue where its coming from
i've been dumb son
i've been some one
i've been something before i know it
i've been somewhere before i know it
i've been
i am changed

I am spending too much time letting others plot out the details of my next move. Too many have too much about too nothing. Everyone has opinions, input, 2 cents, whatever. I have to start planning 3 steps ahead. One for me, one for you, and one for your mouth. So i'm done with checkers, moving onto chess. Knight to 3F. Your move..........