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A Waste Of Life Sometimes I wonder what life is like outside of these walls. Or what life was like. I miss swimming the ocean, what it's like to run free in a field, or even play in a park with friends. I want to be happy...but something in my soul won't allow it. I'm tired and drenched in my tears. Though I never show them. I waste my life, living in fear of the unknown. And in fear of the situations I've allowed myself to be in. No self pity here. Just misunderstanding of oneself. A purpose I no longer know. God are you there? My soul is heavyily weighted. Confusion over shadows my hope. I no longer see the light, perhaps not even care to. I wear a smile and try to use my wit as to not appear weak to others. At times filled with rage; other times fear; but always filled with pain. Thinking of ways to take it all away. I try to see the beauty in life...but again, am not allowed. I see the hate, the hurt, the ignorance around and my heart is shattered like glass against a wall. Night over night, this screen sucks me into a world of imagination, hope, and even danger. Why? What happened? Feeling alone...always alone. Wanting to love, and to be loved. I can't feel love. Blessed and cursed at the same time. Pills to make me feel better, or are they really doing anything at all. Power of suggestion? Maybe... I am tired. I am scared. A lump in my throat as I type this....but why would anyone care? Why do I? | |
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Nah... you have to change to title of the thread. Your thoughts and those images do not portray "A Waste of Life".
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If I could start from scratch I woludn't change shit
Same red bandana same 45th Same g wagon same hoodrat bitch Workers in the kitchen cookin up my shit Same telephone booth same connect That mean the same hollow tips breakin up in my chest Same bloody t-shirt same address Same dog food album bangin in my tape deck Homie if I could make 94 today I'd tell easy and dre to bring back N.W.A. I would have told Pac not to stomp Orlando Told puffy and B.I.G about the Rampart scandal I got too many dead homies Fuck a rap career I'd give anything in the world to bring back my nigga tez Seem like we was jus' in magic city yesterday If I could bring back my homeboy charles he would say... If I could start my life from scratch If I could take away the pain off my past If I had another chance I would do just that I'd give anything jus' to go right back If I could start my life from scratch If I could take away the pain off my past If I had another chance I would do just that I'd give anything jus' to go right back Homie if I could rewind the hands of time I would of cut of the PS2 at 12:49 Nigga I'm a gangsta I stay on my grind Who knew 11 minutes later I'd get shot wit my own 9 I was 2 beeps away from a flatline When you a bad boy niggas don't wanna see you shine Dre said its my turn He call it game time 23" lexanis bitches call him ?lebron? I'd give my own life if I could change God's mind Bring baby luny back at the drop of a dime He let off a whole k Got shot 1 time That was a coo nigga I wish he had 9 lives My brother devon died coz he chased the cat This a dog eat gog world Jesus please holla back I got a confession to make its called payback If y'all don't wanna listen show me where pastor mase at If I could start my life from scratch If I could take away the pain off my past If I had another chance I would do just that I'd give anything jus' to go right back If I could start my life from scratch If I could take away the pain off my past If I had another chance I would do just that I'd give anything jus' to go right back I would have told Big Will it rain every Tuesday and Thursday When pigeons in your coupe you gotta watch where your birds lay Would have told Vita to stay sober When niggas beg for mercy That mean the beef is over Told meesh to take the porsche back Drive a rover Told slim hit reverse on that hardtop nova I would've change a couple of lines when I wrote soldier So I wouldn't have to live lookin over my shoulder My life is like an impala ridin 3 wheel motion I've been front to back Side to side Level my 6 4 frame out Keep on rollin Keep your family far away and your enemys closer Picture The Source suckin Benzino's dick Tryna be the big fish in the pond You know how them piranhas get You dead when dat green line go flat If you could start your life from scratch you couldn't change that If I could start my life from scratch If I could take away the pain off my past If I had another chance I would do just that I'd give anything jus' to go right back If I could start my life from scratch If I could take away the pain off my past If I had another chance I would do just that I'd give anything jus' to go right back | |
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