MaNiFesT

There's a place so dark that it s hard to see
It comes from the manifested matter that spits
With the words I breathe
As the rain drips acidic questions around me
I try to block out the sight of the ones that see
And I duck away into the darkness
My mind winds up in a rusty world
With eyes shut so tight that
It blurs into the world of pretend
When my eyes ease open it goes dark again.

While I'm moving all around
I hear the screaming of the ups and downs
Pollution manifestation and ambient sounds
I watch as the wheels go round
And the sunset creeps behind the street lamps
The chain links and concrete
A little piece of paper with my name wrote on
Floats on down a stream until the wind is gone
And my memory now is like the paper was then
When the papers scrumpled up it'll never be perfect again