As I open eyes, to no surprise I still think the world is trash and i want to die
I know its a new year we all supposed to be all cheers but lets be honest here ignorance will still appear
Resolutions from previous times have yet to be completed and we watch the new year as if dumb shit wont be repeated
New year new me but I honestly miss the old T, he was actually fun and happy not sad all the time and being grouchy
Instead I picked up some bad habits..."I see pussy I wanna smash it" ... in my mind i dont need- whoops i just grabbed it
No trump pun intended...but still i build my walls high just to get by but my eyes lie to me
Everything is not what i see or how i percieve but somehow all my nightmares become made believed
No maybe its Maybelline because there's not enough time to make up what's already messed up
So I go outside to look at green trees and catch a cool breeze as if Drew threw it to me
Go to work everyday to get re tired, no plan to hit 60, rehired to deal with bullshit that always hits me
Am i truly done with it all or is it a call that i continue to stall because I'd rather succeed without continuing to bleed
No walk in thru the park so I spark to mellow my reaction and prevent tears, my emotions, which are my true fears
