gettin older, act simple let it dwindle forgiven, it’s all past knowing any moment the coldest could walk passed where the hell that it’s goin always ending in pain these tall hours saw flowers centered the stage stay place, we let them pass those moments they never last love me too much to scold me know me too well to hold me too lonely to ask seeming the drop of hats all the sudden i’m needing gas my confidence is so fragile just like my ego i’m lethal when i see hope but i sink any deeper than knees go so speak on potential inclined to agree with even the blind cause not much to see when my mind gets in the way of success, failure, and grind i really wish i was different even if it was worse it’s a curse my heart goes out to my heart cause i know it put in the work verses in notes folder so many bold, still crippling not much to hold close the darker the insecure the sharper the shit will hurt but i return it’s like it’s the burn that i really want there’s truth in those words such a little punk sorry it isn’t enough sorry i didn’t live up sorry i didn’t give up i’m parting me from the way that i was and pardoning dust cause there’s just too much in my lungs and too much hate in my blood can’t let escape to my mental when windows were painted shut it’s the smoke alone that was lethal keep you seeming so simple that box was meant to mislead you mislabeled, i feel unstable of course i’m screaming i need you the soft it just doesn’t bleed through if im far enough from the needle can i resolve what i need to and redefine everything you decided was me i was alive i tried a time to provide what i need but the world didn’t make sense i’m still here trying to be the time and space wasn’t my replacement just me soured enough to chase the little dreams that made sense the days went faster when i was after something anything keep me laughing so i don’t have to see myself sadden it isn’t a sunset more of a subset to what went wrong when they brought the sun in it’s a big drop head in clouds the mist stops missed calls never the lift off i needed didn’t take the load off like it did when i lived all my days in a place so true to me simple, vibrant, so blue to me when everything still so new that child he never knew a thing about teams or these works never the best efforts yet the lesser the measure more often fed him the 1st can’t explain where the method works but im still scratching the dirt i guess i could let to go but i thought it’d grow in the rain but i’m still feeling the same filling the page with my feelings and pain still with the villain i still with stay still, but im still being chased filling my brain with images, pills and forgetfulness wondering why i’m not feeling the same feeling the same..