Through all that life has thrown
I feel that I've grown so much to the point I feel wired going back home Its hard to get alone even harder on your own Trying to stay in contact I'm always on the phone even when my mind roams I'm trying to remain patient Lord knows I need a vacation I wish I was more grounded Being around fake people bubble wrapped plastic I feel surrounded taking all these hit, smog mixed in with mist I'm slowly drowning To bad it came to this Cutting them off slitting the wrist was worth the risk of killing all the bullsh** If you all feel like you'll be better off without my existence Ill greatly disappeare as God is my witness. Amen!