I'm not done, I'm not finished.

There’s three parts within these three sections.

I like odd numbers; my favorite is three.

I’m only half evil; I try to be nice.

Occasionally.

I don’t get even, I get mad. I also live with shame and guilt.

It’s rooted deep inside.

The technique to this is to be immortal,

I flow, I row, someday I’ll grow.

It came in different forms; it ate away at my soul.

I cried, never laughed, I lost hope, I couldn’t sleep.

Crystal wouldn’t leave me alone, I hated her. She also scared me.  

I chose her and that made me weak. I wished at some point to get into heaven. 11:11 make a wish, I wished I hadn’t met her. I stayed with her; I did things like... I’m no criminal!

I just gambled with my life, you dared me, I abide. Those sleepless nights. Didn’t think twice.

I hated my mind. Crazy to know after I got caught, no one questioned, no one thought, they forgot.

**** it.

They say be careful, it might last you forever.

That’s not what I cared about, I cared about my two-steps, my moves.

I cared to not make myself look like a fool. I heard he’s handsome. Heard he’s a mood.

He didn’t care about me, but he had me weak at my knees. I extended my hand,

They will all say...