I need some space ,
tried getting high to reach this place ,
went too far now I'm drowning in my own disgrace ,
fooled myself into thinking it's going to be okay , building up from day to day losing to life remaining a game ,
I still believe in greater days ,
mama said it ain't going to be what you say ,
we live to obey ,
dreaming ,
wishing ,
wanting and needing won't be the same once you reach the end of the day all left in vain ,
my life hardly began but blood already started dripping from my hand ,
clock ticking only moveable by hand ,
my life source has ran ,
decided to be glad it's my ability of confusion , slowly becoming mad ,
I'm not crazy ,
all I can do is pretend ,
replaying this fantasy over and over again ,
now I'm standing gun pointed to my head ,
slowly dying inside as it passes through my brain , and I still got so much to say ,
got myself into this mess ,
knew it was too late but had to try again ,
a man can dream for better days but mine never came ,
had to creat my own never knew it was a crime , hated my family name ,
so I became ...