I try to believe in goodness
The goodness of people
The whole wheel of Time
That produces good fortune
But the more I see of it
The more I see of the darness
And it envelopes me like a veil
Holding tightly on and won't let go
How do I get it to release me
Too many people kick me while I'm down
An ex who has it out for me. I don't
Blame her for what I put her through
But we have a daughter together and I
Can't even talk to her or see her.
Other people who I don't even know
wants to make my life miserable. They
See me as a ******* and I should
Be wiped off the face of the planet.
That's what it seems. They follow me
Around like a puppy dog, wanting me
To ***** up or something. Maybe they
Think I'm a drug dealer. Lol. That's
Funny. They're wasting their time there.
Or maybe they want to see me fall off
The wagon and if that's the case they're
Pretty sick sons of *******. So who knows
What's in the minds of others and for
That matter the mind of me.