Sometimes, I attempt to decipher why we’re not closer.
You have been someone I trusted when in need of closure.
Sometimes, I wonder if I’m contributing to another persons fall?
Sitting next to them in the car, shamefully laughing along.
I spend my time speaking in street codes, sharing sinful notes.
Am I not another passenger to the worlds constance of ongoing lost hope?

Do I have the strength to be the one talking anyone down, I can see through their shroud.
Steer myself towards a separate route, both of us trapped drugs in this town.
Remember when I got vouched, you pulled me out of the grime from a young age,
You taught me to understand your ways, so I will never betray or disobey.
There’s not enough clout to spend for all around, that’s not what we’re about.
I’ll never gamble without you now, the value of morals I have learned to carry around.

You presented yourself as the presence of a familiar menace.
Silence shot through the crowd that maintained our independence.
Its a peculiar long term sentence to be without you, but I’m getting through this.

We’ve become more alike from being in collisions with our enemies.
You’re the provision that designed me to never denounce my transparency.
That’s how I will get out of these circumstances without dependency.
Our separation is part of the effort recreating me.


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