Bits & pieces
Tight small creases
Love coming as lust
And even your family becomes deceivers
Never knew it would come to this
The only soul who isn't immune to this
Has to sit through it
Sometimes going along because my mind is weak
wanting to be please but it's not happening as quick as it seems
You're impatiently waiting so it makes you anxious
Your so eager to know what's gonna happen next
You stop living today
Worried about tomorrow so now your mind is missing days
You think it's wenseday but it's really Tuesday
Your mind is elsewhere but your body is in doomsday
then someone comes and ask
Why haven't I stepped out the room today
Come explore the earth
I was already about 13 wearing half cut shirts
Now I'm hurt Because I use to be a mess
But as grew older I adjusted to the world less
And became an outcast
That fast , no one really liked me
I recall a couple of my close friends wanted to fight me
Went searching for my inner soul and what do I know ,
it was made out of a non materialistic type gold

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