Rhymin' Mimein'

Look 

around 

get shook

 by the sound

 feel the heat

 with every new person that ya meet

stop cursin' you'll just make it worse

and

 nobody ever liked a kid who never

 got lost in a crowd

its like an empty hangar

on a full coat rack

 you got nothing and everything's

 what you lack except anger

for being the only empty hook

possibly its possible

 to place a blame

 but sitting by yourself, lonely

 is the oldest trick in the book

missiles and whistles

 are your only obstacle

 but getting blown up and blown out

 only puts your friends to shame

its only when you look inside

 do you get pricked by a thistle

with only a bandaid

 to protect your shout

only when you realize the stop sign lied

 do you really look

nothing has ever been successfully pi'd

and when you shiver from happiness is the only time you shook