Never once have I said I was a perfect man , friend , boyfriend ,
Nor gave the impression i'm no other then who I am ,
or wanna be
but you don't feel me or
understand my
type of being ... you
constantly
disturb my peace and at
times i feel i don't
exist
I smoke and sip , flipping reality
all pissed and shit
cause you don't see it
like I see it ,
bitch the picture vivid .
life isn't ,
But how you live it
the sky isn't the only limit and
if it isn't .
what's more to this life and my existence
point of living , life is limited
in these trenches , way of living ...