I guess being by myself isn’t really a bad thing
Especially considering all that is happening
In my mind; in that place that I don’t even want to be
It’s a selfish trait to ask anyone to come and save me
Why is that in these walls the isolation is embraced
It’s like I cannot be hurt at all so it’s where I stay to be safe
But at the same time why do I want to fill this empty space
Am I talking about these walls or where my heart used to be placed?
I just want to be able to feel again so I am no longer numb
But every time I let someone in I get caught up looking dumb.
It’s a dangerous game when it comes to the mind
It’s a tough opponent to beat for it’s one of a kind
You see it’s constantly changing and consistently evolving
Every day creating problems but never problem solving.
Every time I think the game is won and I have a checkmate
My mind just looks and laugh and says “Ty your too late”.
You can never beat me for I already know what you are thinking
Stick with what you know kid. your drug, hoes, and drinking
So no matter what I do in life I am just destined to lose
Constantly relapsing for her love like dope head who drools.
How did I get here how did I allow my mind to get like this?
I got so wrapped up in pleasing others that I lost myself up in the mix
So Where do I go to find me where is it that I start.
I dont dare to listen to my mind and **** sure not my heart.
Maybe one day I will figure it out you know if it’s not too late
I just hope that I make it to the day that I see my mind straight

Just Ty-