Poetry - The Escape Route

It's so much fun rhyming with you! The poet rises from hurt palms But that's okay he's gonna work charms I am no poet that I can tell But writing makes me feel so well But that's ok if your soul's too hurt You can throw it in the dirt And rise Rise to the Meaning of life. But what if you've been stabbed with a knife, Hurt so much you cant stand at times, Your soul's lost somwhere in the maze, Will you still be the same? If yes I'm amazed! You'll be the same In a different way You'll just have a better meaning To define the way of life! Yeah right, Like the meaning just comes down to one, Life's a game which you've never won, So fuck it till you die, But yeah don't let it make you cry! Life brings what words can't describe Doesn't mean you deny How you feel is all I know 'Cause believe it or not life's Just a show. If Life's a show, I...

It's moving deep in my head, Everything they had once said, Getting up after every fall, Never did we slow down at all, & thats when I learnt to 'Move on' But then, My dreams have been shattered, In all the fights I've been battered, All the tasks we all face, Instil in us that life is a race, We all sit here waiting for miracles, Our mind roaming around in circles There is so much hidden behind the smile, Something no one will be able to find, The tears behind the joyful face, You just cannot understand my case, Failure is something I haven't learnt, Wish my soul in hell be burnt, I really wanna cry my heart out, Wish someone could hear my inner shout, But then that's not the way I have been taught, It's not the way I should have thought, Always been taught to be strong, To oppose everything we feel is wrong...

I still remember the first class of 11th Grade, When on the board all figures were displayed, I asked myself "Is that what I really liked?" That's the moment when that thought striked I always knew I had a way with numbers, This time around I had to deal with ledgers, We started off with the basic terms, And learnt a bit about Accounts & Firms It's not that confusing as people think, Certainly not that boring to make you sink, To the contrary, I loved the journal concept, My mind found it easy to recept, It's just an extension of being organised, With a financial twist, that's what I've realized From the Journal entry to the Ledger posting, It gets easy in a while, and I'm not boasting, Trial balance is where comes the harder part, As long as you've been correct, Nothing can keep you and your tallied balance apart We learnt about the fundamentals and partnerships, Admission & Retirement is where your mind would ...

(Yeah...Enough with the chase It's time to take my life back) Too late for the otherside Calling off the chase 'Cuz it's the end of our ride It's time to express my feelings, I'm gonna put together all my dealings, I don't think she understands how I've always felt, How she's always made my heart melt, Never acted well, all she did was make me pay, I'm down & out now, though I wanted to stay, Look at how I dress, Go to school a fucking mess, Always in a rush to get back to you, All I ever think about is you, Tried to give you nothing less than perfectness, But all I'm rewarded is with this, Ignorance, helplessness, Imma filled with such lifelessness, But no matter what you do, You'll never be off my list, There's a special place for you, In my heart I've kept...(but it's) Too late for the otherside Calling off the chase 'Cuz its the end of our ride Try to keep...