Tired of everyone judging,
I focus on trying,
I'm between screaming and crying.
I'm so indecisive,
It's not that I wanna stay quiet,
Its just that Words can't put together
what I want to express so I live in silence,
Hidden behind laughter with Daily migrants,
Shit if I told you the truth you thought id be lying..
Midlife crisis.. Hoping that the sun starts rising,
Focused on my hustle but the problems keep coming,
I have my eyes aimed at the target but I'm no good at archery,
I speak horribly of the irony of my anxiety,
Dealing with these fucked up ass views of society,
I need a bottle of rum cuz I'm suffering sobriety,
Honestly...This is my honesty.
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