Excessive their remarks are
Excessive their successes are
For now
Slow and steady wins the race
You're definitely not a disgrace
Just finish your race
Leave the chaos to be all over the place
That's its usual state

Constantly feeling like I belong in a trap
Surrounded by drugs and rap
And people who don't give a crap
How did I turn out alright?
I'm honestly confused
I guess I'm very strong
My persistence seeps through
And it sticks like glue
Where before it came off
Oh have the times have changed
I could of been another drug addict but I won't be
I made the choice to survive and persist
The demons at bay can insist
But I'm Satan's cyst
With the flick of the wrist
I can create enough mist
To make the wind twist
And flourish the oxygen we breathe.

I'm just another
Hostage to the sadness
I'm just another
Soul to be ravaged
By the disgusting hands of depression
Neurons dissipate
From the taxing thoughts of displeasure
Would never want anyone to endure it
It's a maze that takes years to get through and finish
Don't let your chance of solving it diminish.

No more waiting
No more tomorrows
No more isolation
No more open sorrow
No more of the deception
You have to come out if your own hell some time
Didn't I punish myself enough?
I can handle more than most
But I'm quite tired of being in this situation
Where I'm looking outside but can't open the door
And everyone is having fun except me
That's how I generally feel here.

is it wrong to say i miss you?
babe
we have been not talking for days
and you expect me to be good
to be well
to be chill

i cant do any of that without you

'Don't chase girls. Chase a career. Chase enough money and girls will come. Don't dwell on heartbreak, work yourself to death and don't get married, the next time I meet you better be at your funeral because you have worked yourself to death'.

One and half year later
'This is my girlfriend. We're getting engaged. Yeah chase love. It's beautiful'.