ohhh everybody makes mistakes
for fucks sake I made more than couple
it’s funny how only when you crash and burn that you learn your in trouble
hadda set myself free, climbed outta the debris and pulled myself outta the rubble
I may stumble but I never fall
they say they miss you but they never call
fuck it I be gettin buckets like im jalen Brunson grab da ball and shoot it southpaw
man I leave em in awe
need some weed to keep my spirits up
pour my soul into my lyrics when I’m feelin stuck
and that’s enough
never been the type to seek somebody else’s validation
I’m trapped inside my mind divin deep in my imagination
elevation reachin heights outta sight due to my self prescribed medication
intoxication, is takin over
another year older yeah another less sober
I never got the closure
imma introvert that’d never flirt wit that exposure
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Author:
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- Published: January 27th, 2025 04:06
- Category: Spiritual
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