Hurting Strangely

Demo Da Demon got the scene dreamin we have a team in the summer season feeling like I've produced my own reason to continue on, even when I ain't strong, taking notes while learning, trying to make an earning, killing off my desires for them always them, and idk why I do it. Maybe it's just cause I've been through a lot, always dreamt that'd I'd be at the top. hip hop, saved my life, carved my character into who i am today, all the time i wanna get up and say, the words the right way, perfect the art and hey, maybe i wont have to be dreaming about it all the time, but im sure theres a lack of a sons shine in that rhyme, but aye, I ain't no saint, but im at least still alive doing fine, I know it might not feel right all the time, but I gotta keep on going, showing up to the battle scenes, fighting for glory, and with honour. im sure g that what is upon ya, can undo if you prove you're stronger, at least that I've been taught, not sure what to do all the time, but keeping a steady pace, while in a longer race then what im use too can mean the outsiders abuse can chew through, My moments of standing, im manning up to equation, my homelands wasted from an invasion, I cant understand creation, but life had its positives even when negatives reoccur, but hope is dying, im neglective, of achievements, and reasons to dress too impress and nicely, success doesn't like me, I guess im a little frightened, there's a lot out there and not much im even liken, so im left on my own, hyping, myself up all on my own, gotta climb rise and shine when placed in the zone, of being alone, cause I don't deserve the daily abuse, I dont deserve to lose, and I wish things were better, so I wrote this letter