Wrote this yesterday, was in a weird mood. Tell me what u think.
I sit back in this chair and pull my hair as I stare// at this screen, I’m no longer me I’m just mean// When I look at all the shit that I've done and I've seen// As I consider everything, and think 'bout this green// I just don't know anymore, nothing makes sense// Let me stop and stare at the floor, people say I'm dense// Cuz I just don't care no more, as I sit on the fence// Can't decide what to do or where to go// The only thing I like is my ability to flow// And that ain't even great, it's really sad you see// But there’s not much I can do, see that's just me// I guess that's what the cards I was dealt had intended// Do you ever feel like kindness towards you is pretended?// I've never stepped up to intentional make someone feel offended// No one can take shit right anymore, wish there was a better way to end it//
7/21/2004 6:37:22 AM
