I guess I’d say I’m lucky, it all comes down to luck,
Historically, I’m born to a time of not giving a ****

Geographically I’m free, in a nation filled with greed
But in the greater scheme of things,
I’ve never known hunger or planted a seed

Racially I’m privileged, or so that’s what they say,
Though my gripe with my lack of exotic is a vain and ignorant betray
I’ve never endured or felt insecure by the lack of melanin that came my way

Despite the socialistic statistics, I see realistic logistic
Surviving ballistics, Linguistically twisted,
Academically average, emotionally insecure, certainly unsure
What emotions are for

Yes my parents loved me and sure they also ******* up
However, I still had to make my choices
Of getting high in a garage block, or getting up

if you asked me last month what I thought was our downfall
I’d easily say it’s the space between us
There’s just too much space
Too much space for pain
For Distrust
For Dishonor
For Disrespect
Today I know that’s not true
Space doesn’t cause issues
It emphasizes the fear that was always there
I
Don’t
Trust
You
You cheated on me in the past and I forgave you
But now, when you don’t call
When you’re not present
When you’re away and not answering
I’m filling the empty space with every possibility of what you could be doing
It’s ironic how everyone is always trying to be ‘right’ all the time
But in this moment, I’ve never wanted to be more wrong
The space didn’t **** us, baby, you did

On my own
I taught myself to believe
In everyone but myself
Until the time came I had
No choice but to see the truth
I was worthy, too

On my own
I fought to live through days
I never imagined I could escape
Thought I'd be trapped there
Reliving all the mistakes that
Led to those moments

There you go again
Being stuck in my head
Overflowing my mine with thoughts
Thoughts bout my past self

My past self is not what you think
I’m bout to tell you
So don’t you dare blink
Cause I’m not gonna redo

All my life, well so far
My feeling kept in a jar
For the health I swear
Please don’t go there

Been living a lie
And tied like a tie
Thrown in a box
And is locked with a brush

I’ve been sitting in my bed
My brain being dead
Watchin a rerun of a show
Pulled the trigger
My brain is now blown.

All these moods
So many feelings
Shades of sorrow
See humans
so vile
Speaking phrases unmeant
While laughing all the while
Tears of regret
Trickling soft cheeks
Anger screams aloud
Frustration has peaked
Annoyed at foolish mouths
Drown in make belief