Hurt searching through pain
I mean I’m sitting thinking will I ever love again
Crazy in a different city and I’m walking all alone
Looking for validation
Silly I know
Same cycle
It’s addiction I know
Yet still I go
Yet still I smoke
Yet still I’m sitting here and won’t let go
I’m feeling all this pain
I say that it’s okay
I say that I’m okay
But still I’m crying inside
Ranting in my head
Smoking to ease the stress
Stuck I don’t know what next
Projections
Two in a week
Two in a day
It’s not fair
My minds not clear
3 shots £80
I don’t care
I mean I do care
But it’s a library night and the education ain’t sinked in
Are we all LinkedIn
I felt this pain
I done this dirt
Oh it’s really my time
I claim it now
And I know my worth
If you’re asking for some help
Better help me too
If I say I got you then I know it’s true
But if you say you got me
And it’s my time why are things misconstrued
Why is it one way?
You chasing for some clout
How comes I can’t too?
I guess my presence is silent
Coz you can’t comprehend the struggle
You can’t comprehend this pain
So I’m snapping
I’ve snapped
Crossed this line and I don’t care right
Coz I do this by myself
And you don’t wanna help too
Seeking your own agenda
So why can’t I too
Asking for a retweet
Like my poems have been on pause
I felt this pain
Now I write this
You gone feel it too
Speaking this from the depths of my breath
Watch it just come true
Spazzing out in this dark hotel room
Couldn’t give a fuck too
Protecting feelings
Miss me with that
I couldn’t give a toss boo
Sitting in this Hell’s Kitchen I gotta cooks too
Watch out for my Last Night in New York
I got some letters too…
To be continued
Kwamesayss
The French Chronicles 