When my thoughts meet paper n
When my thoughts meet paper there’s nothing more shallow
yet it’s the only place where I find any depth
its the only place my heart finds any rest
its the only time life doesn’t interject, abruptly disturbing any sense of peace I had left
yeah when my thoughts meet paper life is no longer in effect
But at the same time my emotions come into full effect
it changes one thing but bring about another
Renaming it Tyler cause it’s a paradox
like a four horned triceratops
it bothers me with thoughts of life already lived
about todays mother
and I’ll never bother to speak these thoughts out loud
what they say is everything short of profound
only about places my feet have touched the ground
yeah maybe I should go a little deeper
talk about the problems in society
maybe even it’s its people
But I’m selfish
and besides screams of equality come out from every bodies mouth
screams of a better society are already getting too loud
but these are just my thoughts when they meet paper
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