Sprained heart

Thinking it kind of played out?
Nothing sounds right?

Nobody feels good enough to make it sound right

 Personally open for different genres

At this right moment nothing feels right
history since my heart desired
I think my perception f*****g it up,

left with a memorable touch

i mean, this passion was like fire, 

flaming up with instrumental beats

RnB grove, that’s what it plays to
at least it used to

Now a days it doesn’t beat with instruments
it doesn’t play sound
I think my perception f*****g it up, might have muted my melody

complicatedly closed up mentally

left with a touch of a ripple effect

experiencing this s**t as a physically fight,

My mind is confused, my other half think i sign up for wordfeud

This brain is filled with unanswered questions

if this s**t ain't  there, and not here?

It f***s up my mind

 it hurts like a migraine headache

And inside pain of confusing

Casted out, an unknown atmosphere

 I don’t feel s**t any more.

No RnB is getting played

That’s pretty fucked up

Fuckplisite level 100, which would make great art
clean paper mashed in 100 directions

 conversation should be lyrics

in plugged in laughter, 

seeing as music

melody created by time spent

replayed over and over

it should never get stale