This thing they call life is seemlessy worthless, hiding from the world and it's making me nervous. I'm running so fast I'm forgetting my purpose, discourage from the fact that I'm living in secrets. Pain deep in my heart is when I try and conceal it,  anxiety building oh god I can feel it. Tip of my tongue I try and concieve it, deceiving this life I'm finding no meaning. I'm eating but satisfied I'm not feeling,I'm hungry but reasoning with the fact that I'm greedy, probably the best but not getting noticed is leaving me stressed. but still I want rest untill the day I'm seen as the next no I'm not blessed, had some rough stuff happen that I try to forget, only 19 and I work for everything I get. Yet I'm not asking for sympathy, don't need to pitty me. I love my enemies might sound backwards but there basically friends to me i love that they envy me, it makes me try harder to make it. I know what's at stake and I don't care what ya say man. No need for a break man, I keep it discreet. There is no feat I can't leap. Won't stop untill the day I'm deceased, and my soul is released. God uses gravity to keep me beneath. So the day of my death it's the devil I'll meet. There's a reason I'm breathing it's cause I'm leaving a mark on this earth. Ever since my birth my worth has rising, blinding me from the disguise of the once feeble minded that I left behind. The new design of my mind is complex. You can see it in the context of the text, that I manifest. Just the day in the mind of a kid that was nameless.