Babee David

5 years ago

I wake n I bake I skate and I debate I chase what I shall not hate. as the devil n I can still not give flying fux and not hesitate. I still reminisce but I imagine day by day. I smoke and I lay in conditions that I dont fuck around. I believe in my fate. I can see that I shake but I still never hate. I am who I am. I consider a band. I wanna take away my pain. I love to be free, I wanna be a pro. My options fuck up some cons. commas on commas. I wanna be grand. I need literal plans. I'd ask God to carry my confidence so I could use it for a boost for later. Yet again he might be so called busy helping others with emotions, maybe whom are feeling like they're life should've never been planned or never to have been fucked up. My life could've been grand, but my agression on elders got bad. the love that I got was full of my thoughts. I never understood why my grandparents couldnt understand. I was happy with a roof, I was happy with a school, I was damn sure happy with rules. But shit that I ain't deserve was the contradicting attitude slaves on me, engraved on me. My mental health destroyed a future of hell that I live in, as well as a cave I pant in. I'm mentally a dawg never from the streets. But considered to earn my treats I'm not such a greedy person but all of my life I got nowhere but stuck with mysatanic beliefs. Shit I'd rather be stuck as a freak. Freaky as slicing a part of my skin or more. Maybe knocking out my heart and dedicate my emotions out to the poor. My feelings get grand today I still stand, to debate or to shake, or to never hate on what I been se t out to chase. All the positive out my chest can say right now is God bless, with a cold heart or maybe a sarcastic saying to prove that I ain't ever comfortable nor ever do I feel emotionally and mentally safe.