Words of a Poet

Eminem came back with a great CD, Recovery, that I just started listening to. There are a few songs I like, but this one is stuck in my head

Talkin’ 2 Myself Lyrics

Ayo Before I start this song man
I just want to thank everybody for being so patient
And baring with me over these last couple of years
While I figure this shit out

Is anybody out there?
It feels like I’m talkin to myself
No one seems to know my struggle
And everything I come from
Can anybody hear me?
It guess I keep talkin to myself
It feels like I’m going insane
Am I the one who’s crazy?

So why in the world do I feel so alone
Nobody but me, I’m on my own
Is there anyone out there
who feels the way I feel
That there is then let me in and let me know I’m not the only one

I went away I guess to open up some lanes
But there was no one who even knew what I was going through growin’ pains
Hatred was flowing through my veins
On the verge of going insane
I almost made a song dissin Lil Wayne
It’s like I was jealous of him cause the attention he was gettin’
I felt horrible about myself
He was spittin’ and I wasn’t
Anyone who was buzzin back then coulda got it
Almost went at Kanye too
God it feels like I’m goin’ psychotic
Thank god that I didn’t do it
I would of had my ass handed to me
And I knew it but proof wasn’t here to see me through it
Im in the booth poppin another pill tryna talk myself into it
Are you stupid? You gon’ start dissin people for no reason?
Especially when you can’t even write a decent punchline even
You’re lying to yourself, you’re slowly dying, you’re denying
Your health is declining with your self esteem, you’re crying out for help

Marshall you’re no longer the man, thats a bitter pill to swallow
All I know is some wallowin, self-loathing and hollow
Bottoms up of pill bottle maybe i’ll hit my bottom tomorrow
My sorrow echos in the hall though
But I must be talkin to the wall though
I don’t see nobody else (I guess I keep talkin to myself)
But all these other rappers suck is all that I know
I’ve turned into a hater, I’ve put up a false bravado
But Marshall is not a egomaniac that’s not his motto
He’s not a desperado he’s desperate its startin to bottle inside em
One foot on the brake one on the throttle
Fallin asleep with writers block in the parking lot of mcdonalds
But instead of feeling sorry for yourself do something about it
Admit you got a problem you brain is clouded you pouted long enough
It isn’t them its you, you fuckin baby
Quit worrying about what they do and do fuckin shady
I’m fucking going crazy

So I pick up myself off the ground and fuckin swim before I drown
Hit my bottom so hard I bounce twice suffice this time around
It’s different them last two albums didn’t count
Encore I was on drugs, relapse I was flushing em out
I’ve come up to make it up to you no more fucking around
I’ve got something to prove to fans I feel like i let em down
So please accept my apology I finally feel like im back to normal
Let me formally reintroduce myself to you for those of you who don’t know
The new mes back to the old me and homie I don’t show no
Signs of slowin up, pullin up, blowin up, all over no mo
My life is no longer a movie but the shows aint over homos
I’m back with a vengeance homie weezy keep ya head up
TI keep ya head up, Kanye keep ya head up
Don’t let up, keep slayin em
Rest in Peace to DJ AM
Cause I know what its like
I struggle with this shit every single day

So there it is, damn, feels like i just woke up or something
Guess I just forgot who the fucvk I was man
Ayo, and to anybody I thought about going at, It was never nothing personal
Just some shit that I was going through
And to the rest of you, I’m back!