My Forefronters

And so I moved on with the strength
Neglected my weaknesses
Got up and then I penned
To study my own weaknesses
Stuck in the game
Believed I'd overcome my weaknesses
Walked straight through the rain
Let it wash away my weaknesses
But without them
I wouldn't know my best points
Always try to make more sense
Always try to be on point
And then they told me to shut down
Told me there's nothing left to coin
Nothing left to quote
Stay put and squash the groin
But then I asked myself again
Who's governing my cranium
Who's boss and who's the actual hero in my atrium
Who's going to be there besides myself and my family
Who's going to pen down my story once I've completed my journey?
So I ran the whole yard, sowing every seed
With a folded birthday card, I booked them one whole suite
To pursue happiness, to meet and greet
To cure my loneliness, I wrote letters to my unborn kid
As nothing good comes without the bad
Every night I lay in my bed
Believing I'm the good one with the greatest faith
And the courage that I won't regret
Though sometimes I'd fall apart
Sometimes I'd call a fart
Sometimes I'd make them hate me
Though they're stuck, glued to my heart
Staying through to my heart
Maintaining they're my strength
With hit after hit, nobody will act strange
As I've promised I'd stay me
Won't trade them with my game
And I'm letting the world see
What's written in my name

-PRK-

Love Seat

Never meant to make you wend
Never meant to make you misspend
I intended to represent
The actual mistrust I've underwent

As the illusions I've apprehended
Had me reoffended the warmth they recommended
Delusional and consumable, I then pretended
That every piece are unamended

For such passion is inevitable
My confessions are dimensional
Of which each of them will be skeptical
To those who are prophetical

So relinquish that desire
Of which you will soon misfire
For I'm one you will encipher
For the waiting is now kitschier

Moi, Blasé

This is a true subkingdom
Where we speak up along with rhythm
Some protests, some will speak of wisdom
Some will claim they've united kingdoms
Now I feel for the ones so fearsome
Can't nobody rebuff their freedom
It's an outlet for inspired serum
Beating tastefully for your eardrums
Look I'm not talking about pilgrims
Nor I'm here to condemn such prism
Yes, I do believe in your system
If the system bars elitism
Nothing valid now for the children
And on replay is barbarism
Guns and bombs are here for some reasons
Intoxicating feudalism
I'm not bought by your symbolism
All I see is such scepticism
Towards me and liberalism
What's the deal with such narcissism?

-PRK-

Mercy, Much?

You said I owe you kindness, your highness
Like you're the highest of the highest
One that sits on a chrome coated Prius
But that's blindness
Because all I see in you is the nicest vileness on dialysis
Taking advantage on the salvages
Because you've got money for the randomness in life
You're that activist who fights for your spotlights
You're terrorizing those who implies their skills in life
But clueless about your idolized disguise
But I owe you nothing
None of those act of saint mean anything
Because get this, what's worse in you, I've seen
You're that cake with a slaying icing
Not an ice cream, my darling

-PRK-

That Staged Enigma

A flexitime has been given to the human race
Even the shrine was titivated by the human's faith
The cruellest phase came right after the rumour's spread
A concubine then bestow us with the devil's face
With the secretion of a somewhat bittersweet taste
Dripping leisurely to erect another grace
A unique breed with fairly a similar encase
One of which only the brilliance know how to retrace
It's hard to deface sometimes something so apace
For many of us cares no more than about the space
The one we need to be somebody no one can replace
And when we gaze into the night, life's a cabaret

-PRK-