The road to my life is closing fast,

The only thing I have to blame,

Is my dying past.

Disiccions I have made, messed up my life,

Caused my gurl and I to live with strife.

All I want is for things to be right.

I can forget in the day,

But remember all at night.

I hate my life.

My body and my heart are at steady fight.

Only person I have to blame is me.

“ if I liked it, then I should have put a ring on it”

I didn’t

And now she’s free.

She has the charges,

But im the one who’s locked up mentally.

Kharma is real, things never go unnoticed,

Whats done in the dark ,

The light will surly show it.

Have a job, that only required me togo to  school,

6 credit hours, couldn’t do it,

Im steady playin the role of a fool.

Moms said, no government job, no house to live in,

Now they are asking for my grades,

So I guess im movin.

For sum reason, I cant deal with lifes hurts,

No complaints, no worries,

Rather end up in a hurst, but whats that worth?

Nothing, but an easy way out.

And that truly not what lifes about.