1 AM Confessional

Ideas on a budget
Where verbs envy pronouns
Deeply, a word of regret
Painted across the town
You ain't seen nothing yet
Breaking a record for holding your breath
Bleeding's too easy
Feeding excuses to forget
She called me creepy
And we never even met
And time is a plastic wrap
Minutes can last hours
But only ten seconds to get the clap
I want your face less sour
A magnetic flystrip trap
Draw you in like a poet
Ask me why I don't own stock
A lesson learned cuz I had to know it
Put faith in your eyes that lock
We all did a line to keep our nose fit
We shot ourselves for fun
Chose our mistakes to go live them
Her smile took the shape of a gun
And we did heroin to learn the metric system
I'm not the dark king you picture
More cars than people on my block
Suburb's rules are just a bit stricter
I tried to walk out but I'm rooted in this spot
All my worst scars were self-inflicted
That's not to say I reach for a razor
Relationships are my poison of choice
Once it was to prove I was braver
Than being just an average voice
I am a true creator
So spin me lines of twisted metaphor
So deep with meaning that similes are jealous
If I have a gift, I'm not sure who it's for
If you have any idea, I wish you'd tell us
Until then, I'm not a poet, I'm a campaigner