Beast Rant Pt. 3

Ok well I have a lot to get off my chest
And trying not to offend, I'll try my best
Too many people who are at the limit
It's my fault so I'll try to fix it
Big things come and go
But the remain will show
That it wasn't just a start
It was a mark of the great part
So many lost ones over stupid decisions
I had to sit under that knife looking at the incision
Now I'm here and making the choices
Should I blow up and hear the voices
Or make a move that'll clear all the noises
It's sad that I know what the answer is
So that I'm here at the moment, no one talks
It's been a long time hasn't it? So it just walks.
What walks? My ability to make your mind flow
It's been a long since you sat down and let me show
Just like the simple things that I can comprehend
This poetry is for real, I can't ever pretend
Too much at stake when there's nothing to loose
That made no sense like a chicken singing the blues
Everyone wants a piece but it takes off runnin
Into the evening, they'll know when it's comin
Just like any other animal all loose and rampid
My mind is out now, look what the little beast rant did....