Don't Feel Obligated.

Just do it.

You know you want to.

You know where you belong. 

Don't try to do what you think is right.

Do what makes you happy.

Don't give it away.

Don't pass it by,

it's yours to keep,

it's yours to give away.

Just do it.

Time.

Yesterday I let my body burn, it was beautiful. 

I let it boil and spatter and dry and char and crumble, it was beautiful. 

All my troubles melted, slipping into the soil, it was beautiful. 

There it goes. 

I can feel it, there it goes. 

Here I am a pile on the floor.

 Yesterday I let my heart freeze, it was beautiful. 

I let it harden and crack and slow and rime and sublime, it was beautiful.

 All my troubles collapsed, falling into the cracks, it was beautiful.

There it goes. 

I can feel it, there it goes. 

Here I am a pile on the floor.

There it goes.

I can feel it, there it goes.

Here I am a pile on the floor.

Today here I am a pile on the floor, it is charming.

I am broken and damaged and injured and violated and disjointed, it is charming.

All my troubles fester, soaking into the holes, it is charming.

There it goes.

I can feel it, there it goes.

Here I am a pile on the floor.

War.

They're coming, they're coming soon.

It's inevitable, we must prepare.

They're coming.

We must fight, we won't give it away.

They're coming, they're coming.

We will wait, we will wait in silence.

They're coming.

They are here.

On a lighter note.

Flow Master: "My fish is real nice, My fish is real nice, My fish is real nice. I say it twice."

Hater: " 'ey man you said you said it twice but you said it three times."

Flow Master: "Alright, I'll bust a remix."

a boom boom tss,

a boom boom tss,

a boom boom tss,

epa epa epa ow!

My fish is real nice,

My fish is real nice,

My fish is real nice,

I say it thrice.

"yeah, word to ya motha."

Weak.

It is so easy to step out of place when you have never known it,

It is so easy to fall from grace when you have never been introduced to it.

Crossing lines becomes easy when you can always redraw them.

Your obligation is always harder when you are aware of it.

The confrontation is hard to bare, let alone to forget.

Here, take the weight, take my onus.

This is simply a complaint, of course it is no opus.

I can't own up, handle the heat.

I hear your words, you've got me beat.