life feels mysterious mysterious one day I am walking along in the real world unsatisfied and bored when I had my first experience with weed it made me think that this world was mine for the taking. and then a few short years later and I am on my knees this world has taken me for a ride and I just ain't down to be driven no more I am at the end of my road if i could have told my old self a lesson or two I'd be in a different place rn I wish i never smoked weed that first time I wish i never fucked a bitch for the first time now the magic of the world is ruined Idk focus my self I come from the south born and raised the problem is nothing fazed me just wanted to take something back from life I dont really wanna be here rn but i gotta keep soldiering on feel like a dead weight I cant ask for help I just want out wanna know what other people do for fun wanna find some friends to kick it with that care about me and where my life is headed so if you're young and you get passed the bong or something you just don't know if you wanna do put it down put it down if the boy don't respect you for making your decision then they are not a good friend and you should cut loose study hard we are all just stupid fucking humans we gotta fight for our own chance at this world. you may believe that we were hurled into reality as a formality. but you were woefully and wonderfully made. the world wasn't supposed to be this way and I just wanna go back to the good old days the good old days when candy made me happy when the world seemed a little brighter and I didn't have to be a fighter ill settle for being a writer but you gotta take my track to the top I ain't gonna stop I wont flop or fall because I'm pretty tall and ik its a long way to drop the ball