They have no clue what they do.
To family
to my friends,through
the rough patches and bends.
They get me through
what I need to do.
Keep on living every day no matter what people say. Its
cause of them i'm here today
not in a ditch miles away. They've
steered me in my direction correcting my
incorrections.
Helped right my wrong and inspire all of my songs. There ain't a
single poem i've written
that someone I love hasn't been in.
When im down and feeling blue theres always
a friend to go talk to. If they ain't there for a
reason there's always
blood to hear the way i'm feeling. All i'm tryna say
is that
on a given day there's always people
true to me that
always stay. To all my friends with me to
the
end and family I love dearly... I love
you always.
What I wouldn't give to be young and care free,
for a day or two, or even three.
Those were the days where you didn't have a single care to
pay.
The world was your playground,
with seesaws and merry go round's.
Nothing really mattered except for what faced you at the
now.
Everything was bigger and scarier than ever,
whenever you got an answer you felt so clever.
Your innocence was everything insolencle was
inrolerable.
Alcohol was terrible,
and it was about giving hugs instead of doing drugs.
Now things have changed,
life is no longer a game,
its an every day struggle,
with challenges and obstacles.
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Jeez
I'm friggen crazy,
what
the hells been up with me lately.
I
know we haven't talked too much but for both of us theres been
stuff that comes up.
I
try and say hey but obviously thats not
okay.
We
used to be so close but now the relationship we have ain't
nothing to boast.
Its
a joke,
this
so called friendship,
but
theres no way I
could ever end it.
I
just want to find an oppurtunity to find the day what we had
paused.
Only
so I can pray to god to make things the way they used to
be.
There droppin, droppin like flies, so damn fast I cant believe my eyes.
The numbers grow less its such a friggen mess.
Im tired of this bull, the pain and all the lies.
It makes me feel like I should just die.
My friends are at the few,
cause all the fake have passed on through.
All I want is real friends, ones to roll with till the end.
Is that too much to ask for or am I just friggen crazy ?All music's good, but my music's great. With the bass turned up and the trebble all the way. Blarring out the speakers, it'll make your ears bleed, tell me turn it down i'll shout out kid please. To me music's fake if there ain't no bass, cause then you dont feel it blarring in your face. Can't forget that trebble cause with out it music would be terrible. The sounds so flat it wont even appeal to nasty rats. But as long as you got that bass and trebble that music will be kickin, at off the chart levels.