This Is How I Feel

too old to get famous young enough to get rich turn my dreams out catch the moment break bread if its never too late whats the point? patience would never grow what age do you find love? i accept who you think you are i forget who u really are i know i been about doubts and second chances forgotten bout and stranded feaning out a bad habit addict but yet im at it tweaking wasnt the fashion like i was blazing with passion passing on opportunities pressure came from a ***** measure distance i need space im going far thats my place i get high but i land planes same mistakes im always getting away ill say im that good thats my positive outlook life is what you make it will i rest in peace if they take it afraid of me in their paintings smiling and waiting wake up its real thats just how i feel switch the perspective of all those days i didnt sleep didnt go to waste its like i lived a dream