I'm the silver lining,
No I'm a black line...

The pot is hot,
The water boils...

The feeling of depression,
The virtue of hatred...

The sun continues to shine on the slave,
The slave working harder and harder...

This world is chaotic,
These people are psychotic...

Clear this field of soldiers,
Take your guns and fight...

I really lived a happy life,
No matter what I really say...

Coming from the bottom my emotions,
These words just come flaring...

Experiences eventually transform to writing,
From an event to memory...

Turn on the news,
Government providing more lies...

Yes we are soul mates,
Met over the internet...

I wear them out like old flannel,
Like tooth decay tot he enamel...