M Chi - Ice cream cone

I almost found myself and lost myself in the same day
Convincing me it's OK to not know
I crumbled up my taco shell and the pieces fell in another taco shell

I feel this one cracking but what happens when the talk go
Smart enough to know that my only limit is my ability of description
Crumpled bits sit to the brim in a ice cream cone
When I crumble mine another cone catches it
Like the imprinted crosshatch pattern wrapping it
So I am just rapping it
How will you distract yourself)
As I ripple forever through the never ending ascending staircase
What's true never changes
But aimlessness is the root of my brains pain
I hate words because they always keep me three away
I hate words because they always keep me three away

My brain is a flat landscape
I'm a new person in every situation I enter
I pretend I'm a pretender
Put my identity in a blender came out as a smoothie of confusion and surrender
My mind is slowly coning to the center
And everything else is to

What happens when a macrocosm Adams Black hole collapses in of a chain reaction That him capsules the later from galaxies to the infinite a tractor

Waffle cone pattern
The Future occurring backwards
The loopers of recurring faster
And I'm here to remind you that nothing matters

Except nothing
Except nothing

Knowing is only half the battle
Because it defeats your will to fight
In my case my will to write
Speaking doesn't feel good

Just like if I didn't Rhyme that last line
My past time
Is listening to the subtle humming of paths flying in every direction

(Spread the Cream cheese in the whole of the bagel)

I am a seller in this vessel staring
Through a port hole or a portal are a poor hole in gods complexion

I seem to always lose my place when...
Realize the real of lies)
Where the real love lies

At least the ground always catches the building when it falls
Even tho it is no longer in the building
At least the thoughts are exactly what they are cuz
Being a cog in the system is thrilling

What flavor of ice cream do you want
Do you want one or two scoops
There you go have a good day
Next in line please

Written by:
nathaniel zarren

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