He was always the bad guy in the story. Even though there's two sides or depends on who you ask/tells the story. He didn't have a lot of close friends. He was thankful for the true friends over the years. They called him fake for being positive grew up with less worked for more. Not scared of anyone not taking craps from anyone.

Arms are heavy Hard to breathe
Feel like stone limited movement
Fighting back trying not to overreact
Pressing forward not backing down
Trying to change it up burnt up
Going the distance o much resistance
Giving your all in offense
Trying to time it out on offense
Finding another window for the round

Stepping out of the comfort zone
Seemed scary been doing it
Haven't gone anywhere with it
Been learning behind the scenes
Not sure when to use ot apply it
Everyone wants results
But don't want to do the work
Expect more from you than themselves
After a while its just a way to escape
Feel free not be consumed
By others imposition still not accepted

The way of pain and hurt
Comes back without alcohol
Dealing with the pain
Memories remain
So much gain sober living
Learned to love yourself
Be yourself without hatred
Thinking of relapse grown far away from it
Never going back to self destruction
Can't be consumed by the past
Fear of the future living in the moment

They try to take you down
Working fighting for your own
From a lead to behind the scenes
Took charge up from doing the work
While others steal the credit the glory
They can't save you save yourself
Walked away a lonely road of sobriety
Working like a boss not getting paid like one
Rebuild yourself better hard to trust anyone
Digging down always lost finding something

When you have a bad all the doubt
Comes out who you are now
Compared to who you use to be
Both are give and take a formal athlete
Older now not able to do it the same
Not like be forward work smarter
Did all the hard work need to use it
Apply it to everything collecting years
Years of knowledge experience clashing
Many encounters that help build character
Lost in what you love is its own world
An addiction you cant get enough of
Hard to get that fix to feel whole
Satisfied and complete meant to change

Writing about equality and fairness
Not for me but for those that feel lost
Alone in those tormenting emotions
Dealing with people is hard
Who tried to knock you for it
What's worse is when its family
Your close friends fake to your face
Talking behind your back
You respect them to tell them straight up