Mature

Well I just got slammed by my own thoughts
How I write and how I talk
I appreciate that more than you know
You said I even need to mature more
Well I just have a couple things to say
Your absolutely right by the way
I hope that brought some insight your way
I play and a play and I always go all the way
Off the deep ends of the earth trying to make people hurt for all they say  
and yes I just pee it away
I am going to take what you and other people say
And try to be mature in a better way
I am very about it bitter about all the people not seeing the beauty in me
They just take a look at my picture and turn run
And I need to get over that and never look back
But I still have all those knives stuck in my back
I can't reach them all a lot of them are too deep in
Where the heck do I began
So I am going to man up and say that I am sorry
Cocaine and me makes things blurry
Yeah I was messed up for many many years
 And yesI did shed a lot of tears
So I know now what I have to be
Better than all of thy.
I hope I am on my way to of getting "mature"
I am just sure so glad you called me immature
Now I can see the pettiness all up in my face
And I thank God for your grace!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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