Solid to solid, curve to curb,
How ridiculous it seems and completely absurd.
Integrity and justice deafening to be served,
How many things have to happen to what is the meaning did I deserve?
Observed with an liberation seemingly concurred,
Too far from feel everything these days is being regular.
Circular in motion lost in an illusion,
Far fetched to reach a conclusion.
Mmm silence, a pause…
Yet I hear no singular applause.
Left hand meets the right,
Force of nature coming in one blight,
How much are you willing to fight?
Hands up…no weapon to form,
Do you think you are ready to perform?
All things necessary in this essence called burned streets,
How much are you willing to compete?
Blacken cracks, hard corners and edges,
Cannot fulfill the meaningful message.
No emotions for the ages,
Do not able to comprehend all the stages.
Depleted, repeated and so conceited,
How tried are you of being ultimately mistreated?
Lessons for the masses,
Everything beginning to clash,
Everyone running late for class,
1 out of 10 will pass,
How much longer do you think you can simply last?
Burned streets of numerous defeat,
In the end are tears that are bitter sweet.
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