I put a knife to my neck.
Thought about it & then I checked.
Maybe if i do this then rest.
I’ll probably gain some respect.
Probably get those issues handled.
I’m fighting a losing battle.
I have some war scars.
Just bury me underneath the gravel.
I want to live & travel.
I want some expensive clothes.
I want to sit, relax, jump & say Geronimo.
I will one day be exposed.
I got things that you don’t want to know.
Once i dived face first in the snow,
the last thing that i can say is no.
I got some issues i know it.
Even-though I may never show it.
Heart pumping too much it’s blowing,
unlike a plane hit the ocean.
Hp is low give me potion.
You motherfuckers know that I’m loathing,
Stupid girls who think that they know shit.
Telling me who i am, heart’s frozen.
Worst part is that i loved you.
I hate that it’s true.
You told me to stop what could i do?
Drop you like someone i never knew?
Hating me was long overdue,
but now you only deserve you.
All alone until you decide to choose,
A way out singing the blues.