Everything i write comes from the heart, You can criticize n rip me apart, Jus know im honest, Not false, Without my word, I don't got nothing at all, I play pretend n. crack a smile, N keep it civil because I'm the bigger person, Only 25, My soul isn't young, I've hurt n bled, endured a lifetime of loss, Never committed, But contemplated ways to end it, I don't wanna go, But I don't wanna hurt n be a burden to the ones I love, I dont wanna go, I got a wife n baby, one in the oven, I'm bugging, I'll be a dad of 2 before 26, Looking back i never would have pictured it, I'm blessed, Though in my head I'm a mess, I keep a grip, Can't ever slip, a lot of pressure I'm under, I don't wanna disappoint, Don't wanna fail, if I fumble, will you help me? Or leave me? Or make a judgment without knowing nothing, Thats jus the world we live in, Right? No understanding, nothing Didn't write this for pity, I jus needed to vent, treating this jus like a text, I never planned to send, Its raw, Its true emotion from the start to end, I wrote this jus to tell you that its normal not to be ok