Too many selfish people in my life, can’t beat them then be like them. I gave up way too much to say I’m one to behave like them.
Ain’t no love in the heart of the city.
In the land of the killers, a sinner’s mind is his sanctum.
Square one
Theres something i wanna say.
Heres one: I couldnt share a happy memory with anyone.
Not cause I have one, but because I feel its not enough.
The hate is mushed into one spot of my mind.
Can’t wait for stuff to fix itself and do things myself.
Still I get no love or respect for my:
Hard Work
Dedication
Commitment
Time
Passion
Energy
