I am my own worst enemy
I'm not the smartest motherfucker and shit, I don't pretend to be
And why I am the way I am is not a mystery
My mind's not in proper working order or in therapy
The brain's confused and mentally abused
Life's been hanging on a string so what the fuck I got to lose?
And what the fuck I got to prove to you?
If you don't know me by now, you'll never know me
You can put that on my real homies
I got problems and they stack like bills
And I relate to the broken, bleeding heart love killed
And I awaited in the shadows, awake in the dark
Hoping to talk to the passed on, I'm falling apart
I'm such a mess and decisive, I'm fading away
I'm out of touch with society and living today
Never relying on my sanity, I threw it away
To become the maniac that's got your attention today.
Like a flower
Once loved; once forgotten.
Was it by death; or destruction?
Time is against us; time is our friend.
Is this the beginning; or is this the end?
A path we must choose; a path we must take.
Our lives we will fail; our lives we must make.
A game it is for no one; a game it is for some.
What was once ready; is already done.
A flower is pretty; a flower is dead.
Just like the petals; our lives we slowly shed.
But just like a flower; can we grow again?
Or is it forever; that this is the end?
-Me
