The Tuant

millitant brilliance let me slipping through the vision of these critics tryna critique a twisted dipiction of my image
Subconscious actions let him glide past em
As a citizen passages incripted with messages to send as directions on
How to mask The feeling of teeth grinding
Hand clutching heart palsing rapidly like having fantasies of stabbing people
Those bad instince that help me survive is
Starting to tare at me shell shocked to
Normallity never was an everage teen plotting
On the terrorists that threatened me I don't move carelessly the first step is essesment
Like on your camera screen the second step is
Progression like how you stare at me, traveling with light footing swiftly through the battle scean using the enemies perception as a weapon master minded enfant with a sickle as a paper sling missiles that have landed did
No damage so you failed again if this is all you have the how the hell did you prepare your springs that snapped and almost
Cracked my legs  I'm exactly where I wanna be it's easier to move unseen in a big room filled with other me's PREAACH!!!!