Surpassing every other blog

Today I write before my essay is due. Probably not such a good idea since my great idea's come first, then the shitty ones. Speaking of shitty idea's, I have now surpassed my facebook and myspace blog accounts. I guess that means I spend more time chatting on here than I do anywhere else. Is that good? I don't know, but I am working on a way to let people get to know keystone a little more. I want everyone to have an opportunity to see me for who I really am. I writer, and a clear thinker who will always give you the best run for your money. Until later,
later later masterbater.

-keystone-

I am a baby killer

Please read with a grain of salt. Because the truth behind me, is that I am made of many faults. This is a poem which cannot be read, but has as much weight as the mayonnaise on your bread. I can rhyme all day long, but I can't even get the fertilizer to work right on my lawn. How the hell was I trusted with a baby, when I'm just a young adult;maybe. I've tried real hard, and caught the end....Only to meet my demise telling a friend. I refuse to trust you, even when you earn it. I cannot explain easy it is for you to burn in. What I am talking about is my self esteem, lower than a panda, eating bamboo leaves.
My baby died, I made it happen. I could schedual a whole new life, but I'd have to get out of this wrapper. I'm stuck in a rut, the one they call hopelessness. I'll find my way out, when the yellow brick road turns blue. Until that time, I'll be waiting for the cue.
When the door opens back up, I'll send in my troops. God I hope they show up with their boots.
This poem is over, I'm all done rappin'. Hopefully the story you got was one that left you laughin'.

Rest my son

My son you were the greatest, from the time of your conception to your death. It was six weeks and three days of absolute fun and learning. I have never had a better time, nor do I think I ever will. I am sorry that I could not bring you into this world as a son, a child and later a boy who becomes a man. I am sorry that I could not do my part to make you a great person, who would give our society so much.

so sorry carson,

I love you

Dad