I got four eyes
I’m the human version of Simba before he found his pride.
I wear who I am on my sleeve truth always comes out so why hide.
I doubt what I can be on the outside mental scars left from the inside people grow and let you go wondering who’s on my side.
No I’m not a winner but you best believe I’m going to try.
and oh boy does that hurt
cause I try and usually I get my ass knocked down back to the dirt maybe that’s what what makes me so human to the heavens I reach but I’m kicked back down to earth.
I’ll hide my pain behind every joke and every smile
because fake it until make it at least for a while.
What the world has next for me keeps me on my toes.
So as a distraction I go out with friends but still no hoes.
maybe deep down I’m looking for a special lady
Truth is I’m mad awkward it’s hard to even talk to women not to mention getting them to date me.
But once I find you I’m trying to be your forever
thats probably why I don’t try because Who ever you are you deserve better.
When I find you know I will give you my best
even if im left heart broken and there’s is a metaphorical hole in my chest.
I try and try Dakota Lora baby formal alcohol abuser.
yours truly the coolest loser .