Yesterday, I posted about how I found some of my old writings on a data disk.

This is another one of them, but it’s more along the lines of: wtf was I thinking when I wrote this shit?!

Entitled: Numeric Prophecies

Now, for all of those that think they know
Come in and take a look
‘Cause i’m not your typical, or about average stalker
I’m a riddle, entangled in rhymes
Sift through, and find a numeric talker
Wouldnt you like figure me out
Learn how my twisted mind works
Although I use numeric riddles
Its not as easy as one, two, three
Take me to a doctor
As he performs psycho-analysis
His mind will be on overload
My riddle’s forever engraved
As for the rest of you
Take a grasp on this
There is nowhere to hide
A dog is mans best friend
Always at your side
But one day that dog will turn
The process of nature
And the cycle of life
Ones blood for another
But its yours that it takes
Have you figured it out
Or do you need more time
There is an answer
Numeric of course
Try a percentage
A few fractions to add
If it werent for our mothers
There would be no sins
But if there werent any fathers
How was the world to begin
The world turns
And life progresses on
There are shadows at your side
In the midst of all its chaos
Think about it for a few more years
And maybe you’ll have a solution