Today was a gas
Lost my job and got a mothers day pass
If I was two people I'd beat my own ***
One could say all good things do pass
Eventually the bad wane
In loosing all worries would I find something to gain?
Procrastination getting stuck in the rain
A loop a circle if you will, Highs and lows
Using faith to ****
sometimes thinking makes me ill
feel the way Gacy felt
Melt it down, Belt it up
Digest another pill, my sad attempts to mask how I feel
I let my liver down, **** it He can join the crowd.
All the washed up people, Represent with your quitters scowls
My emotions ferocious, on the prowl.
Accountability hung its self
responsibility is dead
At the end of my days Just maybe ill rest my head
But i doubt it
Listing to lies, getting ready to spout em
school systems stupid, Education failed
American idiots behind a sleek veil
Oxymoron's that make snails wanna run
Being a child and the absence of fun?!
Innocence is a thing of the past, Every channel manufacturing trash
I bruised my soul
Cry out to the lord that he'll make me whole
I swear ill change, never go back to my old ways
But then again most days I still smoke haze
searching for thoughts to graze oppose to fertilizing my own
Using borrowed time until some GREAT DIVINE
This life is a late loan.
None of these thoughts are even my own
Listing to the bones turn to ash
showed up late to the bash
stuck around to exploit others cash
Until i crash, pumped full of whiskey and awfully sick
My fascination with handling  poisonous snakes
Dreams a blast to the past
Child hood hopes and dreams a jumbled mash of adolescent mistakes
**** ups big enough to make my mothers heart ache
The things I do aren't my alone
puffing away in a no smoking zone
I need to spend time on my own
Begin
The
Process
Of GROWTH