Pray We Outlive the Red Roses

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I'm not myself right now,
All this pint up emotions,
Anger,
Sadness,
Makes me wanna see death right now,
Shake his hand,
Tell this man,
Take away all the stress right now,

But I'm still here,
So I'm blessed somehow,

They say grown men don't cry,
Fuck that,
I know some of my bros be hurting,
But bottle it up and play tough guy,

You not alone,
I to feel that pain on the inside,

Like if I didn't make those mistakes,

Like if I could stop myself from slowly losing faith,

And scary part is,
I don't know when my time comes,
Whether it be by my hand,
Or the ones filled with hate,

Asking God to give me a sign,
I just need to see his face,
Tell me what I need to do,
The steps I need to take,

This is not a cry for sympathy,
Or a plea for help,

I just need a little guidance,

Got lost tryna get back to myself...

Sen.