nobody calling me
hitting up my line
im alone
and really lonely
no credit
no car
no card
in decline
what to say
but woe is me
spent im
spend i
days doing not a thing
nothing
no remorse
no motive
not unlike a corpse
wasting life away
guess i never outgrowed it
dont even see the kids no more
have nothing for them anyway
ive let myself get so far gone
dismanteled
without pleasantries
im lost in life
eveyone knows it
i can tell
they can see
so what good is bluffing
for the broken
man like me,
its a no.
its not.
hello!
im not heroic
so i pray for thee
to stay far away
im a black hole
self sustaining
all but empty now
what once was
full of promise
rising high
like the moon
bursting at the seams
now im def deflated
fucking myself
over and over
on the reg
like a chronic masterbater
as for me?
honestly,
who would want this mess?
nobody, no one,
im stress
baggage is too heavy
too much to give your best
unwilling to move
scared like a crow
im cowardly
aint no lyin'
refusing to choose
frozen in fear
my hands
are all but folded
cant go get it
cause i dont try
i dont buy it
never now
never then
never willing
decay enable
im mustang fenced in
im running round in circles
unstabled and un-able
enough
i quit
im at a loss
im lost
none lesser
im a loser
i forfiet
dont wake me
the world is better when im not around
i used to figure
id figure it out
now im afraid
ill never be happy
if u catch me fucking up
you have my permission to slap me
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