murky waters causing problems for me, shit, i got a boatload
it gets tricky when it goes from "i think so," to "i hope so," i don't know though
prescriptions missing from the kitchen, put my feelings in a prison
hopefully in slow-mo to show for
to prove i'm trying something, too much mistakes today, just know i'm crying from it
from the fact my mind prevents my ass from lying, cousin
so easy does it, baby steps the path it takes to break regrets and prior clutches
taking meds from when "surf" dropped in hopes to quiet something
because my mind is rushing, i'm tired of it
it broke my heart when i looked in the canister and saw a pill left, man you gotta love it
progression is a couple steps behind me, and i'm still struggling
the people jealous of my pen don't get it, i'm just tryna heal with words rather make a mil from it
stomach grumbling from the lack of meals, fronting
from depression that i'm in, the pit is like a real substance, and the bill collector's coming
man, my heart hurts and i'm still worried bout tomorrow
instead of now, so recollect myself and count my scars first
it's almost two years, you really wanna make your arms worse?
and the toll you took on your emotions seemed to dawn on her
i'm hoping now ain't awkward
do you know the guilt i hold from fucking someone who's innocent's emotions up?
aight man, so hit me back when you do
i'm packing my truth, while still tryna patch up a truce
it's nothing proud i like to carry, typically would have me buried
my face inside of the pavement, facing people after scary
i'm kinda helpless, just hope to break the cycle this time
i'm optimistic, in my prime to refine, in due time
i know there's no malice, but it's hard for me to feel that way
imagine how she feels all the time to look up at my face
and know that i'm the catalyst that put her stalemate
it's almost like the hills i made are too hard to scale today
my mental health impaled and flayed
and all erosion that was caused by me to wither way was far too much a fare to pay
i'm paralyzed in narrow space
my knuckles leaking from me sparring with the mirror shards apart when i get carried way
i'm hoping that my therapist would answer me
cause everyday's a different pace
and i'm getting close to teetering to stay
the meter's paid, and i'm running out of change
so all my patience slowly strained
time expired to my name, i hate to say