same old shit

tired of waking up aggravated because I'm broke tired of begging fools for dollars just to buy a pack of smokes I'm tired of all the jokes tired of being stabbed in the back but now I'm just numb to the pokes look at all these Oaks thinking to myself I'm sure one of these limbs can support this weight as I swing and choke light up the weed and smoke let me drift off in my thoughts but all i see is shattered dreams and Hope's cant figure how to cope