The stress level develops a mind set,
That makes you reach your pushing point but haven't met mines yet;
Faded, developing hatred, because them kids never stressed ish and they made it,
I wish to form a star but do not wish too be favorite,
All the expectations I hate it, fear for what I will not make it;
Supporters? I have plenty, but haven't met any, that can keep it a hunnit in telling me that business wouldn't fit me;
Is it a perfect set up, the kids that get let up, to believe if they keep pushing their dreams and goals will get met up;
Well I'm fed up!
Sacrificing my perseverance and my honor, chasing dreams of a man without a father;
And cold shoulders to shady Mrs.
Nonsense in the sense of lady kisses;
Not feeling the disses, so i sit with my mind geek.
Depressing sober thoughts from being hi all week;
The words I bleep...educate the masters, fascinating pastors, standing up for the bastards;
My passwords are memories, typing history causing thoughts visually;
Despite the likes I love the loves and far above, what they think it isn't what it does;
The fact I do things just because, I hate not swimming in mental floods;
I hate my worlds cause of its hoods, and hate the hate below above, what they think and know it does;
Visionary? I barely have a vision,
I lack confidence because I fear my ambition;
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