I'm trynna get a wrap around my head,
Scrolling through my phone rolling on my bed,
I'm not satisfied with what I have,
I'm forcing things to grow,
Rushing it too much then taking it too slow.
I don't feel any love nor can I give,
I feel so stuck, for what do I live?
I've tried to hold it together,
But it's too much of mess,
Everything sucks, more or less.
I miss the days when I felt good,
miss the days when I used to belong,
now I'm just too alone, now I'm without a home,
dreams and wishes denied by everyone,
the emotional burden accumulates,
I'm trying to talk, trying to communicate,
But all I get back is denial straight and dreams drown to compensate.
I can't seem to figure myself out,
I don't know what this shit is all about,
Most of these days I'm just faking tryna fit in,
When I'm on my own these side effects start to kick in.
I use addictions to escape, while I drape these scars,
I don't know how to end these continuous wars.
Go ahead and call my art negative,
My life sucks so my emotions are hard,
I'm just tryna take it creative,
I won't tell you not to judge me,
Fuck it I don't think it'll fudge me,
I care a lot or I care too less,
I'm normally either stressed, if not- super stressed,
This verse is too long,
You can almost sing it like a rap song,
What's the point of it? There is no.
I tried to love, but what so?
Nothing important is valued,
This world cares about money and order more,
Not a shit give about the dreams and hearts that go sore.
You might not like what I write,
But the things I say are pretty much in plain sight,
And whatever I don't care I write for me,
I wish from each other's eyes, we could see.
