Silent but steady

As I write, I’m going where,

There’s nothing more, than under there,.

And though it’s fine, I do still see

Something might be wrong with me

I know I’m working, harder still

I avoid some tones, even yet

And time is ok, though I’m through

Beginning to be done with sue

And ok weirdly I regress,

There’s something to the tempo test,

And perfect first but never after,

Seeing life in others laughter,

You’ll never find what I’ve been hiding,

I buried it so deep inside,

Need temperature control and back,

I seem to go through it’s old facts,

And why I never knew how to join

The things align and do annoint,

Whether I do say it wrong or right,

It’s never just the way you’d like,

But I seem to drone on for hours,

And watching training like in cowers,

So sometimes when I wonder how,

I guess the point is not to sour,

And here I restart in this mess,

After always forgetting this other test,

And I can’t think of what these are,

It’s last it’s first and kills the fire,

I’ll never get it wrong, but it’s always there,

Ready as a thief at night, c’mon it’s controlling me outta air,

Subjects patterns should I bother,

Money’s the problem to my brother,

And though I feel smart, I’ll regret,.

I don’t know I is forget.

Calstics bliss and tide me over,

Whatever water is the sower,

My heart still doesn’t listen when,.

The child listens jumps again .

And in this moment I think a lot,.A

Nd the it notices me to straight.

And then I figure all will end,.

Because I reverse and curse in then,.

The moment oases my fingers tap,.

I’m not having your heart in lack,.

And though I wonder what this means,.this devil in me doesn’t Sean, and see the timhines that are there, like little buggers over when why and that my pure estates.

A little early far too late,.

Edits come later on,.

Nice that you could play along

But when I release other words,.

There’s tender traded little blurbs ..

And no I can’t just say the song,.

That might met water a song on wrong.

Thank your father or mine too,.

Nobody still I believe in you..

Could be worth a dime or two ..

Early on the triggered buth .

I’m blank in store andsm stone in shield,

Pebbles breaking under steed,A

Nd if the doctor could be right,.

It’s probably just a devil’s night..

Halloween came once last year,.

And everytime they played it ear,.

And yes my crazy thoughts don’t work,.

Eeding meeting a miracle working.

I guess I should listen to myself,.

Thought is think through my ke self .

Help me who you ever be,.

I don’t need help and they are there,

But yet I composed another one,..

Just to be seen and not go wrong,

Mr. Matthews always right,.

But this games even toughermm mtoight