Sleepy Freestyle

Sleepy Freestyle

Makin’ a smooth transition,

From the old to the new edition,

From the words you spoke of

And how I’ll never forget ‘em,

It’s gonna be hard to move on from this,

But I’ll be strong for you as you’re better without it,

Without him and the Texas kid,

It, him, and the kid all being one in the same, darlin’,

And that’s me as I know you didn’t need me,

I’m no longer a necessity, so I’m walking,

So as I spread wings and fly away from this place of old memories,

I’ll treasure the marks you’ve left on these things,

But no need to stay near the nest when this relationship has been put to rest,

This is a goodbye, the final rhyme written ‘bout your part in my life,

This chapter of the book has been closed and it’s over and the death;

It’s a beautiful way to die,

It wasn’t in any pain ‘cause I did it in secret,

Without you being here to witness,

The umbilical cord being cut as I’m being born again,

With the knowledge I’ve gained because of you,

I’m not bitter, not when my mind is clear for a rare moment,

‘Cause when my mind is clear I can properly elocute,

That I’m done, similar to how feathers fall off a pigeon into a random human’s yard,

As the feathery message of your words leave the outside,

But still reside on the inside,

Like the story behind that work of art,

Created by syrupy yawns, bloody ears and tear-stained cheeks,

Just as our memories were created with smiles and shining eyes,

Or so I’m assuming ‘cause that’s how I was lookin’ from this side of the screen,

But it doesn’t matter what was goin’ on in your side ‘cause I have the memories,

And with that, I can savor those and-and hold onto those ‘cause just maybe,

Maybe for a minute you really did care about me,

Even for a minute,

And this is enough for me,

This is the main reason I thank God every second is a minute,

Every minute an hour,

And that every hour is infinite.