its like.... i dont understand the way that i feel when people ask me whats my problem its so hard to reveal my vision is so blurry i dont really know what is real i guess some people would describe me as surreal what i feel yh contemplating and concentrating on this shitty life i have wondering if god can throw something ideal up in my path my past... something i can definitely not change i didnt as for life but i got it anyway my old self hanging on the wall i watch it as it swings i can see the light but suicide keeps getting in the way if i kill my self will anyone care anyway, ima do it today but said the same thing yesterday uh i got scarres everywhere even 1 on my heart ima try to do this shit but cannot see in the dark i cannot talk all this weed rises up in my lungs talk the talk walk the walk then homie we r straight done uh im past depate life dont like me i dont like u anyway i can make a new life built it out of cocaine i need awnsers feel like im going insane ima say this shit make sure that you get in ur brain all this pain jus to feel better i inject shit in my vains all my thoughts going back and fouth jus like a train when i get pissed i let off steam, can i restart all of these things? i dont understand the way that i feel when people ask me whats my problem its so hard to reveal my vision is so blurry i dont really know what is real i guess some people would describe me as surreal what i feel yh contemplating and concentrating on this shitty life i have wondering if god can throw something ideal up in my path my past... something i can definitely not change i didnt as for life but i got it anyway