i jussttt dooonnnt knooowww if itssssss meeeeee ooor thhhheeemmmmmm i know i will find my shit....i will find my shit....... i know its just me in my head..but i feel like they dont want the best.. for me...abusin my empathy....use to be a weakness now apart of the weaponry...sometimes tearin(shhrip) me up from the inside...just know i understand to much about it...and in tiiimmmee i know itll drive em(No!) away but not as much as it drive(vroom) me insaneee but i guess its life...and thats just the way it goes..shouldnt know or get CLOSE, to another person...cuz i know ama hurt em nd iam too nice to even let that become a possibility...could have a fit and be treated with hostility are you friend or foe i gotta know cuz its just killing me ...tell em something personal and they pass it around...now its everyone in the house business...shit dont add up when you a good person and they only care about the bad that you did...but i cant help it if i smile when i am pissed and cry when i am happy...bi polar in my holster tryna climb up madness moutain...making verses screaming at my phone tryna maintain control but how when my main frame is broke...now am fallin down a hole....maybe i was this whole time nd i bearly recognized it now...how am i expected to change(how) when everyone stuck in there ways...i dont wanna fight but it seems fight is the only thing on your brain nd most the time what i said i probably didnt even mean it like that...anger in my body yeah iam tryna fight that..dope shit i gotta spit out gotta fight back....bunch of thoughts and songs i shoulf have made but left em stuck on my minds rack...they said keep takin them pills itll help you get your life back...feel like they talking shit about me as soon as i turn MY BACK...(when i turn my back)....i guess its my fault that i concerned about how they feel nd whats got they wheels turnin...(my bad)...for just tryna be a decent person nd care about whats going on instead of going on about how it isnt right that you naturally dont do the same for me..crazy how people can really think.... youve never had a struggle in your life..life goes on.lying starting to feel like a fuckin disease instead of a choice that there consciencely making..so iam cockin back my wavelengths..focusing everything i have tryna get in to the Majors....but its really testin me on what iam made of....fuck it just roll up some Space Dust...they really feel i live in a made up version of reality thats just because i havent created it yet....stressin out really dont know if its me or them....there disbelief or my lack of motivation..