Conflicted:
I.Watching this life as the years go by, knowing I'm just a man of bones and flesh can't do much to keep these conflicted thoughts at rest,
II.People so quick to judge about my mistakes I made long ago, the past is past but can't stay in the back, gets thrown in my face like hurtful words that hit ya fast,
III.Haters gonna hate about the **** they've never been through, given an easy life they don't know what the **** I've been through, I'm not perfect **** I make my mistakes, takes a real ****** person to admit this **** straight,
IV.The goodness in me trying to maintain humanity and hope for the shallow world of fools without hope sitting in their high pious seat of glory and money at heart they're all just miserable ***** worse off than me, even broke and a joke to em all, ha they'll eat those stupid *** words,
Conflicted thoughts, two sides to a coin, playing with the ying and yang of life, sometimes I say why Lord why? Why can't you just remove me from the pain of this life? My soul is slowly withering away from the struggles I go through day by day, the hate in me is starting to develop, bitterness setting in this is the truth of being afflicted with conflictions,
V. Even through this all I'm pushing past the **** I hear and see, learned that words can hurt but so can my logic, all these fools are just my enemies as a footstool beneath me, guess what I'm back up from the restraints of life and pain, on my path to greatness and glory, not a person of pride and not of worry. Guess what your ******* won't hurt me...™