been a while
haven't wrote in a while, I thought I'd give it some time..
most days I don't smile, these days its hard to be kind
people love u today, & then tomorrow they hate,
but all I can say is that I just wanna be great.
I just wanna be stable & make a way for My seed
not out here begging & borrowing for the shit that I need.
sometimes, its hard being Me. & ik some have it harder
just wanna cut people off & make-like im someone's barber
I'm not as cold as I should be, yet not as nice as I was
that's why I smoke & I drink, My stress boils down to a buzz
that's why I just over think, that's what not being high does.
I know one day when I'm stable, I'll look back wondering how-
all the things that I was going through are old to Me, now.
all the tears that I shed was always for a good reason
& My outlook on life will have a whole different meaning.