I guess I\'m a poet
I should have already known it
but only when I get high enough
to make sure my brains will fry
can I makes sense of these words and lines
and form these rhymes
cause in this lost state of mind
I can write until the end of time
with out even trying
i hear the voices crying
these words I\'m trying
to deliver what I hear
please have no fear
because I seem diffrent
im just trying to exist
in this painful excistance
I have a dream of a peace
but I live in the distance
and my mind on a rocket ship
is the only way we\'ll reach it