Being lost in time, not staring at a screen,
Communications might be what we majored in.
Never have I felt, things with anybody else.

Even after putting myself out there, I've never felt so comfortable being around somebody.

Lied to myself I didn't , all I wished was to see you smile.

I'm scared to say, show, and shun away most of the days

I want to know how's your day,
But day after day, I hope I'm not bothering you. You seemed to have so much on your plate, sometimes I hesitate. You've done so much I don't know who else could handled it.

From hospitals rooms to tight hugs with waves crashing on your tee, bro you've done it!

I believe time will tell, what the future awaits, if I'm not the lucky one that ******* better appreciate,
I'm sick and tired of seeing you being treated like this, don't make my heart dissapate.

Starting this thinking it would be short and sweet, but there's so much I wanna say and do, when I think about you.

Till the day I've grown to be a better person, only than I'll have the courage to ask for your hand. Till than I hope you find a better man.

Till than, let's see where this journey ends. For once I'm looking forward to something that excites me.

:')

why do you think,
that you deserve nice things,
blinks and things
things on your plate
things to bring out
things to get high...

why the ****
am i taking it for granted
why the ****
must my brain work this way

to just wanna get so ******* high
its a trap to grow up i always say
but its my mistake
for doing better than this state

**** this imma **** this all
always somewhere here and there,
neither nor,
what the **** do i want?

take care and god bless me
for if there is a god out there
seeing all my ******* and troubles,
do the job faster
the faster the better
bc i believe we should have a chat
before i start negating all man kind

everybody be spitting ****
saying this done and that done
but what is really done
is the damage done.
they say 'once u popped, you never stop'
even tilll X's death
popped bombs day in and out
going out the back door
getting popped in front.

pop  drop thud
out cold on the floor
wishing the day to come sooner
to visit him 3 feet under.

but what struck me the most,
was that he was even dead before he died,
like many of us,
we are just living off borrowed time.

in so many ways i relate,
hopefully not anymore,
as i hope and wish
i will find something sooner
this ***** gonna **** me for sure
but if i die with a xan on my tongue,
stone me to death fight me even when im down.

with all said and done
x's gonna see me sooner,
gonna give him my supplier
if he has none.

im done.

They said many thing
Things that sometimes meant something.
But never did i regret not listening to them,
Even after that have worked.


The drugs always worked
They are a lying through their teeth,
They got methods of getting you back.
But once i get back on my feet,
Im saying **** u,
Im no longer in your grip.

But for now i stand defeated,
Knowing the extreme,
When will it be my turn
To turn my head
And say *******,
IM CLEAN