Everything that I've done has no impact.
Just because my reasoning or purpose isn't exact doesn't mean that my rationality isn't in tact.
I've tried everything from immature silent treatments to pouring out my toxins people call emotions.
I've even come to accept my own sins.
This was all to extend a helping hand as far as it could go.
But of course I couldn't reach, the usual outro.

I want you to understand that I gave my all for once.
Even if my all made me look like a dunce.
I cared about you more than I cared about myself.
I ate, breathed, & slept you while ignoring my own health.
I held on while you were prying my hands, trying to make me let go. Through all of the mental abuse, giving up was always a no.
Leaving ourselves very exposed.
Hoping us really tested strong.
Love. Hurts.

Little does the world know that that's not the point anymore.
The point is what is hidden behind life's front door.
Pondering humanity & its nature has given me a harsh understanding. I came to the conclusion that life will be very reprimanding.
Life won't slow down & wait for us to figure it all out.
We can't sit at the crossroad & eternally wonder which is the right route.
We have to just go.
Whether it's fast, or slow.

I can't imagine being 25, finally having figured out a small fragment of it all.
Made advances from making the right and wrong call.
Finally feeling like everything fell into place the way it should've. Knowing that it all happened for a reason, whether or not it was known of.
Happiness finally in sight.
All of a sudden, I see you alone, struggling on the street one night. Extreme scenario, I know.
But there's no promise that this won't be a ventured road.

It hurts so much not to have the answers or solutions.
Better yet it hurts more to come to terms with the fact that I'm losing.
I pray that with or without me you succeed and take the right path. Don't fall victim to life's twisted wrath.
Life's a two faced concept really, but you have to decide which face you'll acquaint.
Better yet, what picture you'll paint.
My grasp is finally gone, just like we all wished for.
I wish I was stronger for you, I wish I was more.
I'm aware that this all so cryptic, just like my tweets.

But don't take this road, & don't accept defeat.

Some days I just want to give you a shake
so you can open your eyes and see
it's more than okay to make a mistake.

Seriously, snap out of it, wake!
Picture this, it is the obvious key.
It is something that is not that opaque.

This life lesson really does take the cake.
It's not like life is fluent like a stream.
It's more than okay to make a mistake.

Life will have jagged edges like a rake.
annoying obstacles, and entrance fees.
It is something that is not that opaque.

Don't be so harsh, just cut yourself a break,
cause' in MLB they still miss the tee.
It's more than okay to make a mistake.
It is something that is not that opaque.

Current society shapes the capability of our complexion,
Therefore giving us low probability of self succession.
We mentally prowl for this desired affection,
But we just can't link like bad wifi connection.

Constantly looking at our phones to see who's textin',
The thought of today's constriction is so perplexing..
If we don't mesh in with our peers social sections
then we feel unwanted, putting us in societal depressions.

All these little factors add up to a collection,
Which then follows up to a pivotal reflection
on whether we're good enough, constant mirror inspections.
Trying to figure out what other people see out of our projection.

No equality comes out of this culture, the hunt for perfection.
A figment of imagination, a vision of oblivion.
This should serve as a sudden ejection from the mindset we're in.
Hopefully this serves as a life changing lesson
to let our world free, & gift them with expression.