How I am...
 

I’ve got a
Heart full of pain
Head full of stress
Handful of anger
Held in my chest
And everything left is a waste of time
I hate my rhymes
But hate everyone else's more
I'm riding on the back of this pressure
Guessing that it's better
I can't keep myself together
Because all of this pressure
Gave me something to write on
The pain gave me something
I could set my sights on
You never forget the blood sweat and tears
The uphill struggle over years
The fear and trash talking
And the people it was to
And the people that started it
Just like you...

had good flow to it but no real topic...made sense but still wasnt great...nothing special..but elevate