As i go into my zone,
deciding to do my own,
my thoughts run at their own pace,
not knowing what to face,
i let it flow free on to something very visible,
cuz I'm not an ordinary individual,
i like chilling at a spot,
where everything is perfect,
all of your decisions are worth it,
a place with no name or location,
where i can focus on life with no concentration,
not worrying about any of the frustration,
that runs through my veins,
the raging rain,
that leaves an Impelling injection of pain,
making me shake and quiver,
this feeling is insane,
but i bite my lip,
as i tighten my grip,
because i try not to think about the trouble,
that came along with my personal struggle,
you wont understand overtime,
this is the prison inside my mind.