Drugs or Love {Eminem}

Chapter 9 depression rap confuse Marshall P.O.V

"Hey Phil" I said to him. We was on the phone I haven't heard from Sam all week and it was friday and he did say that I could come over. "Hey" "is Sam there can I talk to her" he sighed "Marshall she been real depressed she been avoiding me but i'll see if she want to talk to you" I heard Sam's voice "sorry son,she still in a bad mood.

Weeks had past and still I haven't heard from Sam. One day after I got off of the bus I checked the mail and there was a folded up piece of paper on the front of it it said "Marshall" I took a look at the top and it said

"The way i'm feeling" I read the rest and it said.

"Lately I've been hard to reach I've been too long on my own Everybody has a private world where they can be alone Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through? Are you reaching out for me, like I'm reaching out for you? I'm just so fuckin' depressed, I just can't seem to get out this slump If I could just get over this hump But I need something to pull me out this dump, I took my bruises, took my lumps Fell down and I got right back up But I need that spark to get psyched back up In order for me to pick the mic back up don't know how or why or when I ended up in this position I'm in I'm starting to feel distant again So I decided just to pick this pen Up and try to make an attempt to vent But I just can't admit Or come to grips with the fact that I may be done with rap I need a new outlet, and I know some shit's so hard to swallow But I just can't sit back and wallow In my own sorrow But I know one fact I'll be one tough act to follow One tough act to follow I'll be one tough act to follow Here today, gone tomorrow But you'd have to walk a thousand miles In my shoes, just to see What it's like, to be me I'll be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what it'd be like to Feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each other's minds Just to see what we find Look at shit through each other's eyes"

I cannot believe it. I got a piece of paper and Phil was talking to people at there old house. I wrote down on the piece a paper "don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful, oh They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful they can all get fucked. Just stay true to you" I folded it up and wrote "Samantha" on it. I walked out of the house and Phil said to me "Hey so you got it she won't let me read it" I smiled and said "give this to her and don't read it"

The next day I checked the mail and there was another piece of paper with my name on it It said

"I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humor Everything is so tense and gloom I almost feel like I gotta check the temperature in the room Just as soon as I walk in It's like all eyes on me So I try to avoid any eye contact 'Cause if I do that then it opens the door for conversation Like I want that... I'm not looking for extra attention I just want to be just like you Blend in with the rest of the room Maybe just point me to the closest restroom I don't need no fucking man servant Trying to follow me around and wipe my ass Laugh at every single joke I crack And half of them ain't even funny like "Ha!, Sam you're so funny man, you should be a comedian, God damn" Unfortunately I am, but I just hide behind the tears of a clown So why don't you all sit down? Listen to the tale I'm about to tell Hell, we don't gotta trade our shoes And you ain't gotta walk no thousand miles In my shoes, just to see What it's like, to be me I'll be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what it'd be like to Feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each other's minds Just to see what we find

Look at shit through each other's eyes"

I was pissed this time and just wrote the same thing as I did last time "Don't let em say you ain't beautiful they can all get fucked just stay true to you" But I also wrote.

"Nobody asked for life to deal us With these bullshit hands we're dealt We gotta take these cards ourselves And flip them, don't expect no help Now I could have either just Sat on my ass and pissed and moaned Or take this situation in which I'm placed in And get up and get my own I was never the type of kid To wait by the door and pack his bags Who sat on the porch and hoped and prayed For a dad to show up who never did I just wanted to fit in In every single place Every school I went I dreamed of being that cool kid Even if it meant acting stupid Aunt Edna always told me "Keep makin' that face it'll get stuck like that"Meanwhile I'm just standin' there Holdin' my tongue tryna talk like this Til I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole at 8 years old I learned my lesson then cause I wasn't tryna impress my friends no more"

I walked outside and this time Sam was out. She was running away from me. I grabbed her arm and I gave her the paper she read it and said "But I already told you my whole life story not just based on my description

'cause where you see it from where you're sitting it's probably 110% different" I smiled at her and said "I guess we would have to walk a mile In each other's shoes, at least what size you wear? I wear tens

Let's see if you can fit your feet" She hugged me started crying and said "i'm sorry Marsh i've just been dealing with a lot of shit" I kissed her and said "what stuff tell me please" she sighed and said "you are going to kill me" She said it in a serious voice. I knew that she was wasn't lying. All that went through my head is you fucking bitch ass whore cheater. But i calm myself down and said "just tell me" she sighed looked me straight in the eye and said "i'm pregnant with your baby girl"