It’s hard to think about my future
Cause my past got me buried in a casket
It did open my eyes to the people that are plastic
They switch and stretch for anyone like they elastic
It’s crazy how something so long ago keeps on lasting
And I just want to start spazzing
Cause I’m tired of being played like a game of Madden
Cause I had to watch my dreams get flatten
I know one day I want to be the greatest
But it’s hard because of this depression
It got me detained like I’m in detention
And it’s here every day like it got perfect attendance
Like a slave, I just want my independence
I got to escape so I can finally strengthen
Maybe I need to get checked
So I can finally get my blue check
I’m so tired of losing rest
I’m just locked down in a mental cell
Every time I fall I feel like I failed
It’s getting hard to stand and look in the mirror
Each day is like another thriller
Always thinking about putting a chopper to my head and becoming a killer
Just letting my soul sing like Bryson tiller
Sometimes I think I need a woman to build with
I had this one chick
I messed around and let her dip
Maybe I’m just not the loving type
Or maybe I need to get right
Before I can fall for someone I like
Sometimes I think about all the tears that left my momma’s face
Over the last few years for past mistakes
Believe me, I wish I could take all the pain away
But I’m not god
Sometimes I wish I was
I’m not the type to express emotions in person
So to really see the truth you got to read between my lines
The truth will always reveal at some time
See me in person and I’ll tell you I’m doing fine
Sometimes I wonder why I keep on lying
Maybe I’m just too used to not trying
So I’ll continue to smile on the outside
While I suffer on the inside
I’m just trapped in my past
Disclaimer: This is something that was written when I was down. I just thought I would share with the world. As always Like, Comment and Share. Follow for more content like this from yours truly. Also my project, Poetic Gift is Out Now on all Streaming Platforms.