I'm a two bit loser with nothing to live for, and if I choose to live I'll just have to give more, I always choose to forgive instead of settling the score it's a never-ending war with my pain and my thoughts, why-do-I even have a brain, why-do-I-have feelings at all, why do I even try to say this is more then what I bargained for, why do I even lie awake hoping you're okay, I'm spending all my energy tryna remediate, and I know that there are rules against attempting to self medicate but I'm feeling way to useless and I need to get away, there are times when I'm defenseless and I need to protect myself, and I barricade my senses like I got walls around my pain, there are times that I get wreckless and I need to learn to control myself, and I lose my way direction to the same fate, the same way, the same pain it's worth the wait and all the heartbreak and every single day when you feeling underwhelming, all of the pressures it creates and all the time that it takes, all of the effort you must make to make it worth the time you take, the memories you've made and the ones you've shared along the way, every moment is worth all of that bitter display, every day that I'm feeling this way I know that I'm still alive today, and that's okay, isn't it? that's a positive anyway, we all got to learn to live with it and everyone makes mistakes, it's how you choose to deal with it that matters anyway, this is your life after all and you do you your way.