why's my name not the same as it was when you claimed what you put to shame where you are? by far it's not the same as what you claim after you get in the car. I hate that I hate I don't like that if fate had me hate I know it's a lesson. I hate that I'm guessen and that what's a blessen has me guessen asken questions if the impression is less then what I'd expect. I can't neglect the incorrect it infects me to the sockets it rockets me and I'm left with what I got to my name and what's in my pockets. I don't like not knowing where you're going and I'm not knowing where your going in life. a future wife is what you'd like but like a bike that hits a spike you are when we shut off the Mic and I like the way you spike that ball over. the way you bend over and over again not with me not with another him but in a way where we both win and then that win is gone in the wind as I'm winding down like a clown coming down I got a frown and deep down I feel I might drown but I shake it off and I remember my crown I'm proud and live aloud and the loud that you are in my life is just as much a knife and I can't excuse myself from the desire to dive-in still. It's a thrill it's a chill you're a pill that I pop and I can't stop I try to crop what needs to be chopped but my own bubble is popped here and there. I do care so I still dare and I'm not impaired and I've shared how I've cared and if you dare to stare into what's overly fare to you and do as I wouldnt, then as much as I'd want you still I couldn't and wouldn't and would have to let you go. this I've said to you
you already know. I'm sorry that insecurities make me feel like you show what I know you usually dont. which is why I don't and I won't quit trying even if I'm dying unless you're caught lying and I'm not even trying to be prying I'm not crying or dying I'm just not denying myself the right to expressing what my spirits sight says through an inner fight this is light shed as I instead of go crazy choose to write. It's the sight of a might that I wish wouldn't bite me inside. I won't give into pride I just fear that you decide I'm not worth the struggle while you figure out the puzzle this life has given you. on you i won't quit unless you spit in my face negative thoughts chase what makes my heart race and it gots bad interlaced with the space of what I find best never the less I know I'm blessed and I remain afloat. all the while this crap tries to pull me and choke
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