the truth is...
 

hurtful times behind tears i should have a warning sign marked explosive
painful cries hidin fears i would clear my mind but im already destructive
hear my thoughts they speakin to the world all eyes im in tha center
seer i use to control the exturnal forces who come to rise & enter
literally my memories are sendin me completely over the edge i cant deal
seriously the enemy is within me lyrically & physically pain is all too real
family and friends to be release in me the emity and hostility i posess
i cant confess the entire stress i need rest to get this off my chest
the truth is its all drama stured up from death & mi familia to a relationship
depressed from the problem fest i cant recover from such an emotional trip

R~S~S