its not to late its not to late to be alone aint no ones fate u gotta know inside ya great u might got to ya prime abit late i know them times that kinda state when u thin about that ex u loved n very first date n now u just classed as just another mate its gotta take time its gotta be ur self u rate happyness aint put on a plate u gotta work ur not a child anymore stop actin 8 pick your self up n start a clean slate u know to pick up the pieces it aint no race u know u gotta make a ground bace so ya feet hit ground n not ya face i know we all have past memorys we wanna erase but beleave me when i say everbody got a place dont make it you who always gives chase you gotta be that number one ace make suke u never lose hope i know u dont feel pain when u smokin dope but it doesnt clean the dirt away like soap n at times i feel so small like u seeing me through a microscope some times i feel like takin the rope yanoe all i can do is mope but i look in to my daughters face n thats how i cope i know for you i gotta be the best i know i got be able to look other people n tellem with chest but with the anxiety can i over come the rest i need to be able to past every test but i feel hated like gotta go out with a bullet proof vest when im with family i dont wanna feel like the guest want them to accept u like i do n then my sleep would be bless but the fact being hated n family makes me a mess n everyone i look at i think there thinking of me less like im going crazy somtimes i guess thaught in my head telling me everyones fake im being mislead u know remember the stories of the evil witches u read u know the evil monster under the bed then u grow up n think the stories where dead make belief but its not good to hold in that griefe dont run to the beef dont make the wrong decisions just grit ya teath u know its a new day ya can always turn a new leaf its about what u do now n wats underneath bang