I procrastinate , I daydream and when I come back I’m disappointed , I used to look at my girl like *** you want wit me? I’m full of and visions she confused it wit ambitions, the least I can do is warn you I’m wired different , I wanna do it all but seems like the time is missing , I’m often inspired but I’m never envious , just my own biggest fan and the world is not enough , I never cheated physically but mentally yes , she was...teaching me Spanish our own version of sex , was on the verge and I left cause technicalities are gateways to hate and other drugs , I’m a Scorpio..and I know ..we definitely hold a grudge, she was using me as a crutch and I let her, at the same I was being crippled , and broken wings unattended to don’t mend the same that’s when birds of prey attack when they figure you lame , see happiness was never a problem for me , but trying to find it for someone else is a Grand Canyon leap , she carrying bags but inside em ain’t we can eat , hope is just a placebo for dying feelings , so hopefully...we can see past low ceilings , all this enlightenment in hindsight just label me the Villain