my life revolves around lies
but I continue on but with a heavy conscious
I can't get out my mind how I told a little boy, starving for food, I didn't have spare change
How I would look at the world and tell it everything is ok
But in reality that's just it, my reality is a lie
I find it harder to sleep telling her I love her meanwhile I don't
You I'm more complex then the average man
I'm a never ending series of doubt and reason
Reason for doubt but only in myself
I can't stand what I've become
It's today the day I change or do I wait for tomorrow only for the day after to come
Physically and mentally I'm drained
somedays it's seems easier to stay in bed all day
With the flooding of thoughts and past aggressions
But then I think to myself who am I
I am the man I'm chosen out to be