DNA
Thoughts float like star dust linger dark
spots of my mental
Left to condense and grow over time
A star is burning down — do i fight or relent?
It takes a matter in my mind
A plot on the astronomers map
A seed thats planted, how about that?
A point within a 3D graph,
A reason that would make me stay
A hole that must be filled with praise
It must be till the end of days
Is it my DNA?
Or something I can change, can change
what am I gonna do
Just tryna make it through,
A burning star lingers an answer to question
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The single truth that
Neptune’s trident leaves its mark
On children playing god with charts.
Half the equation, try to solve
Thoughts like Who the hell am I?
Why stand still when I could fly?
Will the ache just multiply?
where do I come from
Why not fight? Instead I run
Will death and pain be overcome,
In who should I place my trust?
Is this salvation or slow suicide?
Is it love or is it lust?
Can it be the two of us?
If I always spill my guts
Could you love the mess inside
If I handed you my insides.
