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Understanding what my life has become |
| I'm all out of analogies, similes, and metaphors Nothing to say that hasn't been said before Scripting emotion to another mans melody Once again I am reminded nothing is my own I wasn’t born into luxury, but I remember being comfortable A malnutrition mind rejects anything substantial I did it to myself, yeah I did it to myself and now My tongue twisted as reality has rendered has no filter Asking me to repeat myself will just result in a self Righteous temper tantrum that fades on tried ears Doesn’t matter who’s right who’s wrong or just misunderstood Good intentions falter when tested by the impatience of others I falter by pre-tense and now there is nothing left to say |