Yesterday

I pick it up, I sweat it out

I endure through, I want to shout,

Yet I don’t know what I shout about

And I sing like women who are so stout

Where it began, from Kim to Stan

But I come home for some PB and Jam

Like I don’t know what I want to be

Like flying man Darth, can I please see?

A shortcut another way, is this how it outta go

If so, why shower with no money to blow,

Yet I choose sometimes I lose to blue

Blue mystery, so influential and true

Yet before we learn we have brains

Our folly makes us so insane

Turn red on your face, or like Mary Jane,

Looking for a sunny day, go away rain

And take away pain for another day,

Why I gotta stay, I never get to play,

Go move Far East, and 2 letters make your way

Couldn’t said its better green monster, no jay

They say make it rain, and then is your day gray?

Or does the cold wind blow away, the trees that sway?

My state of mind is but just a small Ville

Yet how powerful a glare can instill

Send you chills, no air with those gills

First comes the smokes, no money for bills

And if black is good why cant I breathe with it

Blinded, they wonder what I can sees with it

Call me poet crazy, I killed trees with it

Like how a teenager can seize it lit

But its patience, best to ease up a bit,

Performance of my life, better not forget