Back again with pad and pen
ready to run my yap again
thought i lost it
i found my pen in a hidden compartment
i need art
like to live you need ya heartbeat
life got rocky
my demons really out here trying to stop me
good intentions
in the eyes of my peers
i fail at living
the kid no one mentions
no ones missing
if i died the funeral service would be empty
Only God can jugde me
Cause only God is with me