Thanks
Haven’t been properly displaying my affection
My bad
I know how things turned out wasn’t what you were expecting
That’s my bad too
Just realizing the hurt you been put through
However you have to understand
I’m no more, and no less than a man
I make mistakes, then take them as a lesson learned
Aiming not to do it again
Even after the turn of events I’d hope we remain friends
I say that now
But that responsibility bestowed upon me is probably too heavy
In a position not knowing what to do
Not good, not good at all
Times like this I wish I had a father
But wishing doesn’t get me farther so why bother
Been In this alone
Why would anything change
From a child exile to one whose grown
I’ve heard happiness bring change
What if repressing in depression is all I’ve known
Point I’m trying to make is
I’ve tried and failed
Tried and failed
Next time it’ll probably be a happier tale to tell
Sometimes I feel death would be easier than staying alive
All the hatred is a double edge sword motivating but also killing my drive
Pushing me to prove all the doubters wrong
But then again they might be right
All depending on the angle and the light
If I’m going to be brought down by someone else best believe there will be a fight





