Reflections

I'd like direction
Confined by settling souls
Imagination takes me over, did you know?

I thought you'd notice in my notions
That I do not have a scooby
How the fuck to write my mood, see

I'd like to make this big
But not the type of big that people know that you exist
Not something that exists
Or something I'd admit
I'll change, would like to move my days

In-situ life I've stayed
My way? Been waiting so
There's an absence that I've overgrown
And down I go

Still we start
Deep sea diving
At heights through the great unknown
Absorb all the passing new reflections as their formed
Worn and torn
Into the great depths I despair
Fuck all of the knowledge, where's the care?
See wealth, it wants to push you down the stairs
And question how the fuck'd you end up there?
I wish I knew who really cares
Though, in a room of people they might stare
It's fine, delusions do play tricks upon the mind
Just caught up in our lies
Perusing all the slightest scenes
Confusing all the slightest scenes

Well you see me, I'm not a mad creative
Unless I'm freestyling and recording, placing
Pull the cat out of the bag without the plagiarism
Still I'm not satisfied creating till I break the vision
I wish I could create
Loose the joy sometimes in things I make
Pick myself up for the plays
Where's the plays?
No place, no grace, no trace
Why it stems from imaginative places
Still imagining my wavelengths
I'm searching for a moment of peace to keep creating

Still we start
Deep sea diving
At heights through the great unknown
Absorb all the passing new reflections as their formed
Worn and torn
Into the great depths I despair
Fuck all of the knowledge, where's the care?
See wealth, it wants to push you down the stairs
And question how the fuck'd you end up there?
I wish I knew who really cares
Though, in a room of people they might stare
It's fine, delusions do play tricks upon the mind
Just caught up in our lies
Persuing all the slightest scenes
Confusing all the slightest scenes