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.
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