DEEP

I think life....is deeper than what we make it, a group of categoric favorites and the others who swear they hate it; Like dark goals beautiful in its tinted, and the smell of clean is not always lemon scented;
A reason to develope and probably present it, And fit in where you get in or wherever you see fitted;
Haters need no objectives, the work is in the title, and i never need to display myself to be their favortie idol; The proabition of alot to give in, because i take it all in any phase i live in; I imagine great in any dream i pretend in, and im not always rewarded but always likely mentioned; WOW... the dictionary doesnt have enough words to describe a successor, and even if we stand still we always progressors;
Im a problem projector, because I problemize great, with real being the wisdom and an antonym of fake; I feel like i carry wieght, heavy enough to break a camels back, and everything is gourment so where they seating the phantoms at; Eagle wings flow, label me a diplomat, and i make this color beautiful, whitest owls going black; I call them owls because I have them breaking thier necks, and they only get my thank you when their signing a check;
For the reason that they listen when I speak,
My words are never shallow because i stay going DEEP!