Wake up in the morning
with My head swinging
side to side,
I take a pill for it and
I sit up and just
start to cry,
I look up in the mirror
And stare at myself
Looking mortified,
I don't understand what's my
Life , so I'll just sit and cry,
Till my eyes run dry,
(Let's stop the stupid beat and
Get real for a minute:)
I look at myself and I try
To understand, just why I
Cannot comprehend
Just what my life really is,
Sometimes I just push away the ones who
Say they love me the most so that
They don't get trapped inside my
Depressing cloak,
I don't wanna just sit here and
Cry, but what more can you do
For those who say everythin'
Gonna be alright,
Maybe it's time I changed
My mind, maybe it's time
I give up on this life,
I'm tired of being scared
All the fucking time,
Tired of wanting to kill
Myself all the time,
(Oh no)
Maybe I should do what mama
Said and stop wasting my
Time, just focus on school so
I can finish and start working
From nine to five,
Or Maybe I should just piss her off,
Just keep writing wonderful lies
Till the day I die,
And when I do die what will happen
To me?, Will I be accepted by this "God", will I truly be set free?, Or is it all a lie, will I have to pay the devil's fee?,
(Please no)
Whatever, I'm done. I have
Nothing else to spill from my cup.
So let me sit here and cry while
I keep asking what is my life.
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(Hey everyone, King here. I Know it's been a while since I have written anything story-wise. I've been going through a bit of an inspiration drought as of late. I don't know when this will end, hell I don't know if it ever will, but I hope you all could be patient with me. Well that's all I have to say, the King is out!)
