Forced To See Victory

Now I’m forced to see repressed memories friends, enemies troubles I free again feeling me, who I used to be, finally, finally I’m breathing as he, I’m back to being me. Too much too fast and I did perish Though I hung on did last not to my merit. I’m finally breathing There’s something beneath me I’m rising back up from a beating couldn't beat me. And no lie I now see how I am rated been through Hell reputation’s been grated, it seems overstated but why should I hate it, Alone, on my own and stuck isolated. As I realise the pile on, Friends I had no eye on, Scavengers and vile ones, I Concentrated one way while fake friends bummed me. I guess the simple fact is when put into practice loyalty lacks fizz. When Breakdowns occurred they labelled me a loon, I needed help and that's what they did do, So now I’m screaming **** you And I mean it too, Best friends mate? no you didn't flipping come through You need the cannabis While I go on and handle this You push it down and press it in, I let it out like a looney bin, but I am presuming as I am human, I will let it out and keep on moving, and the day I’m free of it and back to being me, You’ll be storing thoughts high on THC, repeating the same misery of looking for the green, while I’ll be living a victory, the victory you dream.