Waking up everyday knowing how you care.
It's like a  pillow or the ammo that I need to get out of here.
Can I be honest to a God that know what I will say?
I love you and I need you even though my love reaks of who I appear....to be.
I'm 21 and it's killing me that I'm betting on things that's not even a Good sight to see.
Good sides to me is the worst when they come to me and find out I'm not who they thought or cracked up to be...
My head runs like the waves in the sea,
Never terrified cause I scare myself of who I'm going to be.
If I am a King it's only because one lives in me, I'm becoming something that they don't want me to be something all you need, everything that's really killing me ...thank you and I love you sencerely the Man I need me to be.