She's dated the wrong guys, but she'll forever be strong in my eyes. Here's a crown, darling don't drown. Either way I'll pull the weight and be your life jacket. Here's my attention, you can have it. I've got a crush, her smile made me blush. Time around you would be more than enough. I'm afraid of being open too, ask my wrist..... they've put me to shame, used my own name in vain. But now I'm clean, trying to settle and do **** for me. But then you appeared and illuminated me. Sorry for my drunk comments my thirst were redirected into a different mind set. But I'm far more happier that we met.

I never understood it when people liked me or wanted me to hang out. I've always been the social one but I'm low key not as social as you think. I still am more than happy to have the ones who make me tag along because I can't picture myself anywhere else. I found the good in every person I met. They're a few I found love for. Especially the ones I snap, text, call, or even have a drink with. My insecurities got weaker & my confidence grew stronger because you helped me through a few things. That is more than I can ever ask for ^_^ love you guys for that, Especially for the support when I do drunk poetry 🤣

Low key trying to respect myself. I've been battling some mental health. It's concerning to my loved ones and they believe I need to seek some help. Have been ignoring myself,  I'm no stranger to hell. My heart pleads, got my soul praying on my knees, and impulsive thoughts to make these wrists bleed. Never ever felt so weak. So I'm see myself, when I'm ready I'll get some help. Slowly working out by itself. No concerns here. I've been repairing my heart, I've built up these walls. I'm defending my emotions, I black myself out I'm a lose more than just my control. A sip of dark liquor to illuminate my way. I'm drowning in shots that drown me in their waves. I'm lying in bed telling the world I'm okay! I'm getting wasted to dance away my internal pain. I'm conflicted and I forget how to find my way. I'm on a date with regret and depression. I laugh out loud and take more shots to feel nothing.

Every time they hurt me, I glance up daydreaming to be in a safer place.
I'm just done, hurts way to much. I'm exhausted. not fully rested. I don't even know what to do, don't know where to go?
little did anyone know, my life is just a mess. I'm just so ******* depressed. Alone and vulnerable. watching everyone happy, ask me and I'll just pretend as if nothings happening. Good-bye

Someday I write something then read it to get someone's back. It'll be motivation and hopefully they'll agree with that. Help them get back on track. Remind them a little help wouldn't be so bad. Hit up my phone just to chat.
You ever cringe at judgmental people? I do all the time. I cringe til my my teeth hurt from the grind. But i breathe and give it time. One day peace will be mine.
I'm always attempting to put away the frown.  But gay jokes and fat jokes brought me down. I brush it off because one day that'll expire. But feelings don't go out of stock so now my eyes start a fire. Eye for an eye, but a notch worse. I'm a put my thoughts to work.
Everyday was a struggle, I look up a rush forward to forget where I was going. Out of breath because I was anxious. Physically I get dangerous.
I'm starting to lose my mind again. Refuse to stay open. Trying to not be so broken. Here we go again. Fights on and i refuse to go down before I start swinging. Then the laughs and tuants have my ears ringing. Shut up butch I'm trying here. ***** it i need a break grab me a beer.
I look in the mirror and see a regret. Shattered it and realized mirrors don't lie so I picked up what's left. I realize the people who dislike me doesn't dislike me as much as I don't like myself. ***** the mental health. I'm fight it and raise hell. Fallen angel? Probably not. Why do I write? I don't know i forgot. Wanted to end me, suffering with anxiety. Great I'm like the rest of the population. What a pity situation. People go through worse. So I punch these walls to watch blood drip on the dirt. What is this worth?
Wanted to end it by screaming **** this world. Then stomach turned for me to hurl. Like a clam I'll patiently wait to be as pure as a pearl. Time will eventually give me my world.
For now this depression demands its debt to be felt. Getting baggy and heavy so I grab me a belt. All that to keep walking. But pain is restalking. Non of it is no longer shocking. If you look at my writing and typed up poetry on this account you'll see my tough love. Well atleast the start of it. But it haunts me so i rant write about it.

I'm not a alcoholic when I'm in control, I swear I'm not even vulnerable. Why reconize my flaws? Anyone see my success at all? I admit taking time off was kind of a bad reputation. But I'm not going to bail out of the situation. Recognizing flaws a achievement everyone has. I'm a just stay focused and work on me, not leaving messages subliminally. Just a little mental war, but I'm fine. I've got work, I've got a roof. About to show off my worth. I'll work, I'll also be a call away. I'm always down to make someones day. That's just how I am, y'all say things you don't understand. Reconizing flaws... thank you for noticing that. Here's my stop, I'm a work that overtime and show you the mountain top. Isn't the view great?

Who needs another?
Why do I still bother?
I'm doing fine on my own.
I do well, I do okay, I do want attention.

You're going to tell me that I'm a known bad guy for eternity. All because I've cheated in the past, here's a lesson.  Younger relations are known to have knives in your back. Heartache, heartbreak, risks to take. I can't count how many relationships I've ******* up. But that's the true definition of tough love. I've got future lessons to learn. Treat everyone like it's my last one not about to burn. Cheaters learn, commitment hurts. That's the way it'll always be. For the rest of eternity.
Relationships so complete, some toxics will disagree. Others try to compete. I'm on a search and there's plenty of fish out at sea.
couples with matching sealfies. Toxic relationships filled with some counseling. What are relationships without passwords?
Lack of trust and real worth.

If everyone didn't yell, imagine all the changes. If everyone was patient and relaxed, there wouldn't be any serious trouble. If everyone tried, there would be less chance of poor common sense.

Memories taking control of how I think, I'm having difficulties making a decision. There's comfort with these tears creeping down my face. Use to go to bed paranoid because I never had my own place. I guess you can call it homelessness, I always felt so homeless. Depression my number one rival. I'm fight for survival. Threw me enemies like doubt and anger. Regrets filled me with anxiety now I'm a one man army.
These insecurities won't leave me alone, I'm laying down screaming to my health! After I settle down I began counting my flaws, how could I have done this to myself?
Has anyone cried in the car with the music loud, get out and play it off? Act like everything's okay. Please tell me I'm not the only one! With this survival I'm barely holding on. Rivalry has me paranoid all the time! Give me peace because I'd like that to be mine.
Why do I have to battle the rival?
This feels so awful!
I've been the one to sit in a corner letting the silence numb my hearing. Disappointment is something Everyone's fearing.
Drop some pills or some alcohol and chill out. We're in a igloo chilling. Alcohol consumption and insecurities consuming!
How about we have a meeting and just talk about it, about to take a minute for the speech. We're all struggling and on a search for some peace.

Many people maybe so amped up and so full of energy. I am going to rock it out with some Three Days Grace. Wouldn't mind the Rocking Life. All sorts of bands and types of Rock. I felt the need to belong. Wheres Hollywood Undead? Turn that **** up. Some Bullet for my valentine or slipknot I don't care I want to jam I want to Rock. prove yourself by Varsity Week lets jam out time to Rock it out. A little bit of PTV maybe Asi it is I'm in the mood to Rock it out

Been a rough day but I made it through.
How was your day let's talk about you.
I'm just laying down watching youtube.
Listening to backround noise I'll keep it down because I don't want to be rude.
My day was just full of insecurities, talking to myself and backtracking all sorts of memories. I wasn't ready, but I have to be.
Attempting to swek out the best in me.
Let me start by pretending I'm alright.
Don't want to talk about it but I promise things will fine tonight.
So call me in a few. I've got some beer and I'm a relax too. Tell me about your day. Mines been rough but I'm okay. Days longer, nights slower. I'm thinking living closer.
Do you remember when life was easier?
Now having a day off is just a teaser. Chasing the good thoughts constantly. Daydreaming about somebody making me happy. What's the true definition of being happy?
I want opinions and theories. I promise I'll be just fine just need something or someone to call me. I pay for my bill every month and would like to use it. Rough day but once again I've still got the strength to pull my way through it.

run it up to me, we out here about to drink. let our minds shrink. let the slur start talking. snapchat blowing up on our stories to have views stalking.
we're letting go, chilling by the fire before it gets cold. weekly tunes, about ready to bust a move.