Rhymes are illusions of a poets mind

Something they want to waste in time

Express their feelings they can not hide

Rhymes are illusions of a poets mind

Rhymes are illusions of a poets mind

We sit and waste all of our lives

Nothing to do just sit & write

Rhymes are illusions of a poets mind

Rhymes are illusions of a poets mind

Our expressions is what we hide

So we sit  & write

Whats on our mind

Rhymes are illusions of a poets mind

Pathetic Senses, is all we write

Pathetic Senses, all the time

Pathetic Senses, wasting time

Pathetic Senses, a poets mind