Tired of being labeled the fool. If I spit out the depths of my heart in these verse, I just pray my rest is close. Tired of the battles in the mind, or people who find it loyal, to speak but their actions speak differently.
Tired of knowing the outcomes out experiences, I endure. Being more and more of non existence, than living. Hard as fuck to live this life, yet I still staggering, cause a hustler won't find his dreams on the ground, out cold.
Just seems so tiring, just to know that, regardless of how you show love, it's always some way of seeing that, all you gave was while you was in the room. Just wish putting this on wax, will give me rest, to try again cause no matter how many bullets I take. God seems to bless me with another day. So, tired I feel, but Him I believe and trust."
©gazeldeas
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