Here's another one that has a little more rhythm then the other one. Don't forget to let me know what you think 
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Deep inside, behind the pores of my sores, it’s stored alive
Feeding off the gore of mind where my endorphins died
Bleed my contorted spine through my eyes, reinforce my pride
To dine on the course of life like lions on a corpse at night
It’s horror to survive theses lines carved in my face and hide
Plant and uproot my stance through a disgraceful ride
Needing pension for attention between my introspection
'Cause I am my worst friend behind my smiling mild complexion
Get high on the tension and with no repentance- I
Collide with acceptance… Reject with no regrets and…
Cement my hell sentence… I am not your friend kids
These offenses are corrective to my objective sixth senses- Which
Distinguish lies and betrayal, paranoid and forensic- I
Despise the innocent… they’re filthy with insolence
My self-inspections are intense and reflect my arrogance
Render the sky sparrowless, and Cupid arrowless.
.Deep inside, behind the pores of my sores, it’s stored alive
Feeding off the gore of mind where my endorphins died
Bleed my contorted spine through my eyes, reinforce my pride
To dine on the course of life like lions on a corpse at night
It’s horror to survive theses lines carved in my face and hide
Plant and uproot my stance through a disgraceful ride
Needing pension for attention between my introspection
'Cause I am my worst friend behind my smiling mild complexion
Get high on the tension and with no repentance- I
Collide with acceptance… Reject with no regrets and…
Cement my hell sentence… I am not your friend kids
These offenses are corrective to my objective sixth senses- Which
Distinguish lies and betrayal, paranoid and forensic- I
Despise the innocent… they’re filthy with insolence
My self-inspections are intense and reflect my arrogance
Render the sky sparrowless, and Cupid arrowless.