Depression 3:44

Depression overrules my mental during the most blindsided times
Smile on social media but I’m crying inside
Work hard everyday but I really miss Crime
When I was a dealer everyone was around
No more jumping around making music
 I felt like a clown
I don’t know my true purpose in life
For that reason I’m depressed now

You can never notice my trauma in Public
I feel conscious for nothing
You don’t know I’m intoxicated 
Please tell me you love me 
I love hard 
Especially to the people that’s untrustworthy 
For that reason I’m depressed now 

Adopted as a child with 4 different family trees 
 But who favorite cousin am I If no one checks on me
Does my intellectual vernacular make me not welcome in the streets 
I could’ve killed people as well but I had work to do
The most beautiful women replace the role of my deceased mother 
Mainly because I just need a hug 
The thugs clown me because I hang with Caucasian’s at the pub 
I would like to cry in the tub but I have a shower 
So for hours I’m drenched like a dog
Just a powerless coward
For that reason I’m depressed now

I hate having scoliosis I can’t hide it 
Sometimes it blocks my focus 
I took control of my insecurities by becoming a narcissistic womanizer 
It shouldn’t be surprising 
Beautiful women are my cover up 
Do I want a wife or just someone to cuddle up 
Show you in public but I need so much more 
I need someone who likes picnics and double stacked s’mores 
I’m attached to people who really isn’t down 
For that reason I’m depressed now

I had nothing and people became satisfied  with it 
I made rash decisions in order to make my grind sufficient 
Why did everyone leave me when I didn’t have a penny 
Get rich or die trying the motto of 50
For that reason I’m depressed now
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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