I try and lay my head against the bed at night, but my paranoid thoughts put up this fuss N fight, a true struggle is how you would describe my painful life, all I continue to see is hate aund dark, but I know deep in my heart I'm trying so hard to see the light... chasing feelings for doing right, my past keeps breaking my fucking hope glass, I need to stay drug free and focused on these responsibilities so you know I'm going to class, life is not free, well damn somebody should have told me because I'm sure now I owe it lots of cash, fuck karma, that bitch can kiss my crazy ass, she will never catch up to me, karma is just mad because I played her sister in twister, yea her name was misery, that lady loved the company,
I'm still looking for their brother all around this city, dudes name is victory, have you seen him, AKA envy, tell him I need his help before I run out of time B, where do I go from here? What's next for me, I hope I find love, just saying do you know what's very deadly? The feeling of being empty.
It's all good I have faith that one day I'll have the remedy to change my life in the best way N no longer need to play the pretend me. Man...I miss my family, I gotta stay strong for me and only me. I'm trying to create great respect, that's the foundation for longevity. Moving on to the city. Yea the lonely traveling dude with the ability to write some pretty good poetry. Moving on.