Angry Clown
I'm Fromthe Smallest TownI'm From
I’m from a county where land is known for rock A place so safe that doors have no need for lock Drive to the city over the T.Z. Bridge Towns where Palisades is no more than 15 minutes from where we live Or take the G.W. after the Parkway From which the Big Apple lays half an hour away
I’m from a district where North and South is understood A place where east and west do not compete, But schools of Clarkstown have rivalry Pride between purples and browns who share the same gold Argued over past football stories that have been told
I’m
My BedIn My Bed I LayMy Bed
In my bed I lay, Thoughts running through my wits like a fierce track meet After a long day, I dive into a layer of simplicity to rest my feet.
In my bed I lay, Relaxed and cozy drifting off to sleep Drowning in my own thoughts for my mind is so deep
A soft cloud-like cushion buried beneath my head Where I sink into a pile of marshmallows in which I call my bed I lie in my tool of comfort as my world of stress, anger, and crime creep away But only to be put off for a few hours And I will soon face the next day
In my bed I lay as
Forbidden Loveat first you were just a mosquito biting at my skin sucking all the blood id let you take in i saw motive in your eyes and innocence on your face but i could not block out what history can trace indeed, the past affects the present so i say goodbye and lose my chance with heaven when all hope was gone in finding a new love life like a meteor dropped him from above chains on my heart and shackles on my lips i jailed my soul and it led to sinked ships i took a chance and took a dive into the deep blue held my breath for so long, but who cares, cause all i need is you.Forbidden Love
