No energy no happiness shortness of breath why I\'m one who has to deal with this it\'s getting old I can\'t stand it, talk to me there\'s no one home emotions confused nothing but cold, I can\'t even cry but I guess from me I won\'t even try, the smile on my face it\'s there not here look really close its just a grinning stare,i focus on my thoughts my friends use to give me props now I just try to shot after shot, just hoping to drop
Writin by:Charles McDowell