Can you feel my pain
deep inside can you see the rain
the topple off the cliff its hard to maintain
look forward to a dream because my past is a ghost
making people laugh is what i cherished to most
post trauma dissolve that involve but never solve
situations is the art of confusion
facing times of the illusion
so I'm often losing
hitting the brick walls
made me sick to my dwalls
death is curtain calls but life is so much hard
death is easy survival is the mission
looking at the stars wishing
cant take back what you are dishing
a valley of death where that's evil spread the pot of the needle
the equal never becomes towards my people
this is a freestyle and there will become a sequel