a waisted poem

I guess its time to get lyrical lyrics known cynical heres the penical well lets see i hope your ready so hold on steady im goin cheesy im not sleezy or weezy...

ok lets get serious

im here to stay hear me cause

ill use my power this hour

to shower you with flowers

this bond is ours

so fuck the cowards

their sour

not many see the real within we

neither you nor in me

but well see

your free

i can see inside you

the rain and distance reigns

through pain and strain

and the dripping blood stains

it drains all that is within you

its hard to trust through those thick walls

ill bust ill break through every still and wake

to make you happy

heres the present i present to you i hope you enjoy and have a happy easter(: