I Don't Even Like Rap Anymore So Hopefully This Is My Last Post

[Heavenly Ebony]

Back to same old tiresome stress and strife
Feelin’ overwhelmed and incapacitated by this nightmare I call life
Feeling provoked to express myself
Sometimes I struggle to keep it real
Catastrophize
Hypothesize
Guess I was just dealt a raw deal
Fuck how I feel
I wanna be factual
I wanna be sensible and wise
I wanna overcome adversity
I’m sick of strugglin
I wanna rise
Above and beyond the confines of my troubled mind
I wanna ascend from these depths of delusion and in turn find a joy in kind
I guess I must seem weak or vulnerable or easy prey
Maybe I’m just destined to be a mark no matter the hand I play
I’m trying to be realistic
I’m trying to walk a straightened path
I’m trying to learn from mistakes and experiences of times passed
I count my blessings
Take note of fortune
I’m grateful for priviliges I receive
I’m wary of those who profit from misfortune ever so disgustingly
There’s profit to be made from poverty
Some lust over pain, abuse and shame
Some seek a depraved sense of satisfaction in degradation
Some a claim to fame
I really don’t have much left to say
I’ve said it all before
I guess I’m best to just remain recluse and preserve what ever peace I can if any at all

[Sccit]

SEE U IN A COUPLE MONTHS