I'm just one big stupid f*cking mess,
Lying about my screw ups instead,
Of being real like the dead ones who fought till the end,
Wishing I can be like that,
Knowing I can be more than that,
Stay up late dreaming if this can be forreal or not?
It's something I should work on, can you give me a hand?
I really need direction, I'm so used too going 'round in circles,
This is how I think, don't we all learn at some point we don't have to agree?
So now I'm here in rut, 'so shut up you can't even say anything',
I can go with the current,
Why risk just to see you fail?
I think like that, I try to see it otherwise,
It's pretty weak but that's why I write this sh*t,
To try to let go what I feel and let the world know through my cellphone, computer, you get where I"m going,
Or are you going?
Sometimes it's easy to look away as I've done it, ignoring help like I had something superior,
To recall a time I kissed this girl who was friends with my mom,
To this day they joke about it in front of everyone like what a dog,
You know I'm seriously getting off topic,
Just wish I could stop feening for everything I wish I had, a junkie fit for nothing as he drifts, rots away,
It's the way my toad goes,
Yet this body yearns for something more,
I keep going till I find my rhythm,
Since I doubt I'll ever have a child once,
This is why I want everything I get,
I know I'm just a nobody speaking none,
But I got heart, more then enough to share,
If tomorrow doesn't show,
Maybe this is as far as I was meant to go,
Don't she'd a tear,
Honey you know I'm a little bit off,
How come you act surprised?
Do I mean this?
I guess I do,
Can you believe this?
Sounds terrible,
I am foolish to chase dreams,
Taste sweets unknown to me,
Sight seeing beauty and holding on to her charity,
Yet they won't make room for a lame-o like me,
Long curly hair, brown skin, and no vision,
My girl always tells me, you got something, you can make something of yourself,
Still the world wants more stupid nonsense, free to say f*ck you and wave your d*ck,
I'm not sure about you guys but I find it absurd,
Can't say it'll be the same for me when money starts talking sweeter then any angel you know,
There are moments when I question living,
Like why is it that I'm living?
I miss those times when you were held close,
In those arms of a Goddess,
I remember having manners,
Now it's elbows on the table, chewing with your mouth open,
Though, things are different now,
I still miss laying by your side while you sang to me,
Just getting drunk off a different wine,
Going to the club, get kicked out for an eager dime,
No matter how far I travel,
I still wonder while I wander,
Sometimes I wish I was more popular,
But then again, I'm good enough,
I have to be,
If tomorrow doesn't show,
Maybe this is as far as I was meant to go,
Don't she'd a tear,
If tomorrow doesn't show,
Maybe this is as far as I was meant to go,
Don't she'd a tear,
Please smile for me...
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