Where was you when my troubles was doubled that the average person can juggle when I was force feed hustled by struggle living life listening magnificent nothing close to having shit still remain impassionate that one day I’ll be past all this
A lost soul at the crossroads pain is like Picasso I had a vision of an apostle who knew all I forgot though moving full throttle your role model with a bottle takes life straight no chasing no later no tomorrow--see I didn’t know apathy would be so passionate to capture me I could see it coming after me I never cared if it captures me behind my back you laugh at me--pointing fingers at my master piece I look for my reflection im getting a stranger staring back at me all the things that they have to be was a contentment catastrophe is resentment blasphemy for the mold that god cast for me did I let the destiny test and then get the best of me for 20 something years now I’ve seen my life as an empty street now all the time even im pretending me sometimes I pray for the end of me but I fall for no enemy
Emotion got me floating on the last ocean of reason-- another swallow at the bottom now got your partner with no feeling-- reeling on the verge fighting this urge to let it all go-- staggering at the edge im still hoping I don’t fall though-- reaching out to nothing hoping something reaches back to me-- I don’t want to do whats on my mind cause that shit would be blasphemy but my atlas is a licenses plate my thought is nonexistent --I just keep on excepting this weakest style to living