Outsiders
“I was locked up in my head
sometimes i wish i was dead
instead of filling my brain with happy thoughts id rather fill it with lead
nobody knows how i feel
mom wasnt there so i had to pop pills
tryna keep it real but im stuck in my feels
tryna figure out whats the deal like foreal
Im lost my own mind. I was trynna stay on my grind.
All these thoughts about suicide.
I just wanna break down and cry
but i can cause my emotions all over the place
tryna figure out whats real and whats fake
no kit kat but from you i need a break.
with you i took a chance
i supplied and she demanded
ripped my heart till i couldnt stand it
then you ask me why im damaged
Texting while your drunk you asked me whats wrong?
im loseing all hope tryna hold on
your a truck im an ant I guess I got rolled on
beauty in the mist
Why do i exist?
Problems i cant fix
even though im super rich
Problems on my hands so i tried to slit my wrist
had the weight on my shoulders ever since i was a kid
but its not like i could’ve changed
almost crashed the whip had to stay in my own lane
my surroundings made me insane.
overflowing with emotion like blood when you poke at the wrong vein.
trying to forget you but your stuck in my brain like a stain on a shirt
I write the best when im at my worst
at first feelings were high but now there starting to reverse
haveing you by my side is a blessing and a curse.”
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