me

they tried to break me yet the devil already tried to take me time stood still while flames built heat and i am still here thats me lost not 1 not 2 but yeah 3 than covered the pain with a catastrophe a hour glass with no glass piece a whole family that trashed me but thats the past me. this is i the good guy. the version that didn't die. the me i found because i didn't hide.The me thats more whole than the me that died. i am the essence of me. there was a time where i had seconds to breath so give me a second to knee. humble because the price of pride is cheap. lost it it all a couple of times.shitt homeless in a tent is where i wrote a couple of rhymes. slept on a couch that wasn't mine and i still write above the lines the top and im one of a kind in all of time