I was going through a suisidal fade and I wrote this well here it is "If I died tomorrow would anybody care my funeral who'd be there who would glare in to my lifeless stare would you... I doubt it when that day comes you won't give a f** about it
Now I wonder
How will I die
k** my self
Will it be a issue of health
Or will I rot in a cell
Only time will tell
Now my life's a big mess
But who/what I have right now I feel blessed I learned so many life lessons but it still feels like I failed the test all that truly matters is I tried my best right? Now I lay awake for the worst a my mind drifts. It's the sh**. I been through that makes me so strong you don't appreciate the best until you seen the worst when your used to being last it means so much more to be first waters so much sweeter when you been living in thirst food means so much more to a kid so hungry
Insides just ready to burst
This is why the best comes from the bottom it's not about the point on life it's how you plot it
It's not about who you got how you got em, got it "?