I’m existin within your system of condition/
Your preconceived eulogies constantly create my ammunition/
And with them… I define the confines of my identity/
So everyday I’m afraid I’m exactly what I seem to be/
Because shrapnel from my shattered heart has surfaced through my tears/
And the scars of my past have embedded in my skin through the years/
While you targeted your thought torpedoes to fragment my brain/
So I’d believe when you say there’s nothing more for me to gain/
Then the grenades of growing pains caused the collapse of my entire frame/
Leaving nothing but my name left for me to stake my claim/
If you deem my life unworthy of living/
Cause the odds against me are constantly building/
Then you already know your system of condition is only aidin in my killin/
BUT I WANT TO LIVE
Well if my living means that I derail from this lane/
Please don’t stand in the way of my oncoming train/
That’ll break through every barricade so I can parade my way to victory/
Until I can finally etch S-K-D into the pages of history/
When I’m no longer existin within YOUR system of conditions/
Cause I’ve… uncovered all the lies you’ve disguised by your omissions/
Cause I’m… unwillin to live my life based on your calculated decisions/
So I’m… changin this arrangement with some personal revisions/
Until your conditional system is erased and replaced with my own permissions/
And MY system of condition is the only one I’m livin.

ISLYmore 10/25/2009

(i know its been a long time coming… i know… but i’ve been busy completing my book. Now I have a lil more time to write… so hope this goes over well. I’ll be back soon enuf. i missed u all.)