Saving Grace....

I know u hear me calling out as i began falling... Down down down, I kept a fake smile as my emotions kept revolving.... Down down down....... And now as ego keeps showing and growing, I keep going... Down down down.... Ya... And ill admit it. I fell down, and couldnt quit it. I found out how to be submitted, But couldn't ever submit it. Well then quit it, Ya right... Guess again.... I keep forgetting, and that's just all this stress thats sinkin in. Vs ever letting that stress start to be forgiven. Because... I fell off from the begining. Still ive tried my very best to given. More opportunities towards success thats been submissive. But im still dismissive. Within the less extensive, Stress ive been blessed with missin. And kept outwittin. The darker thoughts that kept outlivin. The seconds dropped from hands on the clock, that stopped from tickin, Stopped from spinning. The sadness brought, from broken thoughts, that outgassed and outlast the other decisions. Colliding and providing more reasons for heading towards more collisions. More precision, Cutting through the problems with outweighing constriction. But underlaying partitions. Hidden within their positions, Changing the conditions. And fixes past restrictions. Into underlining definitions, That swayed the decisions, Changing the traditions, And became the proposition, Added in with addition, Changing into a new edition, Of assurance hitting while still on the mission... So i Steady the pace. Shooting for Saving face. But the bitter sweet taste, I hate, Has me scrammbling away with haste. But knowing its ur only saving grace. U follow threw and try to brace. But end up landing right on ur face... I wont keep chasin, Risks I've taken, These Mistaken, Values and goals that I've been mistaken, As worth more then gold, that i was takin. These bad days still replacing, All the good ones now thats irritating. Thats indicating. My need to always be instigating. Demonstrating. Reasons as to why im always hesitating. I saw the edge and learned how to start levitating, vs ever falling down into that dark basin.... Wow... How amazing... How brash and how brasin. It was to keep chasin. This rise up as if i could, but i was mistaken. And how humiliatin... No wait, how fucked up. How much luck, Would i hav to run out of, To keep from once again running a muck. And once again fucking every single thing up.... I guess im out of luck, Tried chasing these dreams ive had but been stuck. Trying to raise myself up, But as soon as i do, im knocked back down on my butt... Used to being nobody, trying to make it to somebody. Used to being so broke, now just trying to make a little money. Used to being someone crummy and scummy. With nothing to eat now or later up in his tummy, I fell down the rabbit hole, no bunny. I rose out the hole and got somewhere much more sunny, And thats when they tried being chummy. Now aint that funny? I couldn't get myself wrapped up in all of that tho, no mummy. I couldn't be so sweet when the stings kept coming with no honey. And no im not trying to be funny, Im just trying to keep myself from being less scummy. So i attest to this life id invest, So much more stress, While constantly caged like im under arrest. But ill break free and start to impress, One day i guess. But until then, ill wait and ill prep. Ill shake off the fears i havent shedded yet. And ill turn this life around as best i can and set. These feet firmly onto the ground that hasnt started crumbling yet.....