Half a human
Packed with hubris
A fractured nuisance
Hunts for days that are won
But attracts the fewest
A passive student
Bookbag the smoothest
No after school kid
Deep down, Knew it'd soon hit
But he aint have to do it
Baggage flew in
Tactics grew thin
Almost saw hell's floor
Rebuked, had to cool it
Felt force, angels knocking
At his conscience door
The scoop is:
"Remove this doom with the music"
So now the truth is secluded
Through private tuning
His room the stu
When others leave
The site is moving
Quiet doings
Each tune a fusion
Of myth and muted
A few can loop it
Him and whoever he chooses
Clueless with rulings
Can run the town
Just wont prove his usage
Futuristic fruition
Delusion dripping
Confusing crews with extended
Cant be too dismissive
Same time
I hang dry when its gametime
The rain's my guide
So foolish, why even bother losing
The streak starts after seeking parts
To that new inclusion
A table with code breakers
Not the ones suited
But money movers and troopers who shoot quick
No time to do bids
All my rhymes excluded
Partial as my mind's reducing
When outside at night
I surmise the sounds of drive by shootings
A pool with fluids passed down
To the next homeschooling
Past grade 12
I aint excell
Options went from weighty to frail
Not just in the basement when i dwell
Im aging in this jail i created myself

Half a Human

Dale Leeway