It's impossible to find light when you walk a dark path , not knowing where your going to go but you keep running and running til you can't run no more .
Growing up I was quiet little girl stuck up my mothers ass , even I knew she ain't give a shit about me but looking for her next high .
That's why I smoke weed because my dark thoughts talk to me and make me see things that are unreal and not what I expect.
It is what it is ? Right ?
No fuck that shit , nothing to say all I can do is cry and hope to find my way , pops constantly putting me down but he calls it tough love ? Fuck type of shit is that ?
If that's love , I don't want it , keep it and run with it bitch .
No one will ever understand me , no one will never know what I been thinking unless I speak up, but I bet I won't make a sound or even cry because bitch you needa die and I quote honestly don't give a fuck .
Cause it's fuck my feelings . Right ? Okay so bitch move around and don't make a sound because no one will hear you in the land of darkness .
