on this day I chose
I’m offered unknown, abroad
I see the need to open my eyes
lose my view from a box
on this day I chose expansion
I don’t choose what I’m used to
I choose to not know what happens
I choose NEW, I choose life
globaphile
IF (transient life)
Sun blazes with amazing heat
Fall prey to the flames under my feet
‘Cuz of… bad timing I’m out here grindin’
As I bake & slowly die on the vine
Waiting on this very spot
Waiting for chips to drop
And if I have to say “please” again
I’m gonna grab someone by they neck ‘n squeeze it man!
…I MEAN IT MAN!
People spitting out names
People putting me up in frames
With a quick flick of their wrists I’m just a haze
As I’m blinded by the gazes of hatred & shame
I live in a shitbox with a gate
Nowhere do I got shade
It’s another day where no one cares what I have to say
Somewhere along the way, man I missed the train
…next time man
globaphile
