A Parody of Songs, Bongs, and Thongs
A Parody of Songs, Bongs, and Thongs
As an artist,
I bring to bear the emotions that were ignored for long,
It’s a mirror that reflects my life,
A parody of songs, bongs, and thongs,
Laugh at me or cry by my side,
As I fill you in on thoughts; dreadful and dark,
Watch me fall to the ground, clutching my pride,
Leaving you with nothing short of an everlasting mark,
Judge me all you want, but know it well,
The way you perceive me doesn’t change a thing,
I’m a man of words and nothing more,
I adorn my rhymes as if it were my bling,
Dance to the melody of my beating heart,
Or inhale with me, my toxic feelings,
Sleep with me when you feel loved,
Or hate me when you stop seeing,
As an artist,
I bring to bear the emotions that were ignored for long,
It’s a mirror that reflects my life,
A parody of songs, bongs, and thongs.