[Got Life?]

Pain asked me to post for him...here is his verse...

The journey is started at birth,
Regardless of purse, we all start in the arms of a nurse,
But the larger the purse, the harder the search,
Smaller ones leave you profound, or part of the herd,
Born a Virgo, remained one since,
Cuz somethin' was deep under the roughness,
I loved it, hugged this repugnant phase,
Cuz at the end of the day, when the sun would fade,
I'd find what's run away,
In the shadows of past blows slugged my way,
Like a crutch, it made every fucked up day,
Supportable, affordable, and somewhat praised,
On that rug, I'd lay,
For hours, days, till the night had turned to wond'rous shade,
Combined with my lungs on blaze,
Made learning an effort worth serving till my crust decayed...

...So here I am, in front of this mirror,
It's actually paper, but it couldn't be clearer,
Like lookin' in the back of my mind, n I just wish I was blind,
I feel so twisted inside,
Nervous system aside, my nerves have a rickety ride,
So occasionally they slip up and die,
N it's a bitch to say bye, so I hold on n don't let go,
Can't move on till their soul gets shown,
I hold their hopes in my grasp like a dieing wish,
To reincarnate that flying bliss,
That I find within, when I try give,
My soul to my goal and signs rise from it,
Like I was meant to be, like I'm part of the whole,
Like I'm essential to get folks cardiacs shown,
Yea, that's why these eyes,
Never leave the horizen, mentality sea-side...

...I breathe life, exhale my perception,
Learned that pain and lessons are usually best friends,
N end up adjacent, if you see or not,
You usually won't if you only see what's on top,
The surface is worthless in most shit,
It might keep me from sailin' the ocean in yo' ship,
But, it's no reason to close lips,
Perhaps that motion will show kids unknown bliss,
Dreams unmentioned,
It's not the page, it's what you see when you read the sentance,
N peep it's essense, breath in the form of some ink,
Before that it felt like my spinal cord had kink,
I would accordingly think movement was out of my skill,
So I was undoubtedly thrilled when I found my sound wasn't still,
Matter fact, it grew louder until,
It was my meaning for life, then, hours were killed...

So invest in my soul, so I ain't never gonna die,
Instead I'll be on clouds, singing kids a lullabye,
Teach 'em how to dream and never stop when they do,
Even when they try to reality shock us with news,
Always remember, peace is possible too,
As long as it's somethin' you work non stop to pursue,
And what you got comin is on it's way too,
So my only suggestion is be honest and true,
Be honest to you, or else problems ensue,
Cuz your soul knows a lie like it was part of it's crew,
I'm ridin' on the highway, right shoulder, to heaven,
Hopin' these billboards might show me it's message,
And if not, shit, I'll follow the signs,
Maybe ask for directions as I swallow my pride,
And in time, maybe I'll exceed what's assumed,
Cuz somethin's only scenic if viewed...