Fighting back the tears
Memories brought back from the years
Past
Am I really real
Is this really real
Am I in a dream
I think I just want more whipped cream
Instead I’m here trying to recollect if my mind is right
If the time is right
If it’s my time to see the light
Pain from 20 years
Got me contemplating death
Is it my time
Have I got a lifeline
If the pills were on the table will I take it
Will I flush it down the toilet or will I flush it down my mouth
Maybe then I’ll be proud
Looking at the Ammo like should I blow myself to death
That will cause me less stress
I don’t know I can only guess
That my death will be quick and easy
Pesey Lemon squeezey
On my armpits to stop the smell
And stop them girls
Talking behind my back
I hope they don’t get hooked on crack
I’m just here with my bags packing
Trying to get away
Away from the pain
To a place where
I can be me
And be free
To do me
And be who I want to be
Do what I want to do
Move when I want to move
And love who I want to love
So sick I can’t cope
Out here losing hope
Never drop the soap
So I’ve been told more time I ain’t trying to get raped by no pope
So stressed let me take one toke
Damn thing made me chock
I liked it made me feel closer to death
Never have I felt precious
Trust me I’m not a Nigerian girl
Trust me I’m not an anime but I got a death note
Death wish
Dead b*tch
Silly witch
Sold dreams
Now stannis is dead
Maybe that would be me too
End all the times I was stressed out
Wishing I could blow my head out
Seen so many cold days
Me back to my old ways
Not going through any pathways
Those days contemplating suicide
Trust me you never knew that guy
So many people called him the dark night
They didn’t know he had so many dark nights
Thinking how should He do this
Can He really do this
And all he could think to himself
So much stress on his head
He might as well be dead
As the weeks go by
The more you never knew this guy
Smile in your face cry at Home
Because he was sad to the bone
You know he couldn’t even afford an ice cream cone
Outchea trying to get toned
Why if he wanted to chop of all his toes
You tell me what is this guy suppose to do when he don’t even have money to get new shoes
Or he’s little daughter some new boots
Or when she’s 16 some hoops
For her ears
Back to square one
Surrey square done
Kwamesayss