It takes time
It is hard to explain to them
that you are not easily adjusted like a roadsign
you can't just push away the hands cribbling over your back
remindind you that you are not like them
It took me 6 months to open up to a friend
It took me 1 year and 5 months to accept, that I had fallen
It took me years to tell myself that THIS is not the end
It took me my entire life to remind myself that life is better than
leaving to be in the world above
It took me 12 years to realise I had anxiety
It took me none less than a week to realise that I had a problem
It took me many tearful years to realise I was not the problem
It takes me forever to adjust back to a life worth living in a world
where I always believed I was the definition of the word "problem"
It took me 12 years to decide that I should fix my broken pieces
It took me 1 year to realise that this is not easily done
It took me painful deeds to find something other than a knife that eases
It took me the realisation of lies to realise that being lonely was actually
okay since all my friends with masks had gone
It's still taking time to find the places for my pieces I repaired
It's still taking time to tell myself that I am worthy of being happy
It's still taking time to take back the confidence that disappeared
It's still taking time to fix my broken self and begin to act alive
and remind myself that it is okay to sometimes still feel ******
So when they tell me "Get over it"
I now know, that it will be yet another thing
to take the time, and though they don't get it
I won't let them make me hurry my life to begin
Because it takes time
Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 9:29 PM UTC
I say she took my heart and never gave it back
Run it back
You used to cut your wrist i got you outta dat
Now you Rollin around wit cat
spending your stacks cause you worked at eat fresh
you used to be upset
Cause you had dreams i couldn't catch
the smell of **** was too fresh
Takin blunts to the head
head high
i held my head high
When i was high
Days go by
before i reply to the hi
You sent at 9
its been months no sun shine
But sometime
You still come across my mind or in a rhyme
And how i spend my time
i just copped a dime
What it wasnt on your dimes or nickles
Your dimples uses to make me tingle
Now im aiming at your dental
With a first full of resentful
but i could never diss you on a instrumental
iv picked the peddles
Thought you felt us on a different level
So l told gipedo
I wont settle
To puppet
for ******* in steledos.
Not even a hello
Can bring back the haylo
that you held low
when yo head hang low
but you said goodbye now your heads gone
Been high my heads gone
so till my heads stone
I live on
Until my last song
Im Jackson
Got packs on person
Im taking charge
Like you purse gone
So drag slow even if yo joint long
This that right wrong
So right on
till cows head home
Im dead on
Jojo been gone
So flows moe head strong
So ill see you in the rest room
got thougts that ill rest on until i get my chest on
Smith and west drawn because you were my best one
Jackson
Aka the worst
Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 12:00 PM UTC
I used to think I knew what I wanted
Until I got upon it
And like a pony she kicked
And like a doggy she bit
Now that's a real (BARK)
But I can never say it
Leave me contemplating
Summer nights
Writing isolation
I used to think I loved
And now I feel its hate
The light touch of your skin
Your voice makes me shake
Pickin my heart up off the ground
Is what it takes
Too see your face every monday
In the hallways
You pass me by
Right before my eyes
I watch you and I drift away
Like it was never real in the first place
But I still love you
Like I used too
Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 10:30 AM UTC
I blow a spliff before I jump off of my rainbow
And lately IV been searching for payloads of pasios to take home so witness the paper chase I guess that's that why my father stays gone and somebody gotta get it just for the lights can stay on
and mama has a job but we pulling up on the lawn for a car she can sortta pay on and teis no longer there cahrri can only play on that's why I gotta make songs so untilI make my portion I have no mattress to lay on all I want is the green and ill take it without the crayons so mama we're gonna make it I put that on what I skate on
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 11:27 PM UTC