I Used to...

I used to..feel all alone A King without a throne Insecurity sickness caught A kingdom of unruly thoughts I used to..think I was no good Just a knucklehead in tha hood Dealt pain for my gain Memories scar leaves a stain. I used to..wish for inner peace Within me is a beast Tame my soul under control The struggle will never cease.. I used to..want to die My soul asked me why I did not know..Its painful to grow My nature is to try.. I used to..I still do Go ahead label me a fool In the end myself I screw My intentions are quite true...♏

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