I swear, it feels like I’m being cheated,
My past is once again being repeated.
It feels like everyone is set on ruining my life,
****, they are so lucky I don’t have a knife.
All I have to say now is that it had better stop,
Because my wall of self control is about to pop.
I’ve been so ******* patient,
That by the time I get what I’m waiting for, I’ll be ancient.
I’m seriously thinking about running from this ******* place,
And against the police, I’ll have to race.
But there is someone holding me back, but just one person,
And if I run, I’ll probably never see her again.
I swear, I thank God for her,
Because without her, where I’d be, I’m not sure.