Sometimes we get so lost,
We don't know what to do,
This life comes with a cost,
And hate sticks to you like glue,
I feel tossed, running out of nos,
And all I do is misconstrued,
And the words I had once are now lost,
I must admit that my heart is feeling blue,
I need to put my life on pause,
I guess that's my issue,
Cause I turn to rap but I waste so many tears and tissues,
And I seem to be in the worst mood,
Everything is chopped and screwed,
And my beautiful skin is now tattood,
Tattood with memories
I'm left at a loss of words just trembling.
-khakis fire.
