Rare Bear
• Written by Sebo
This not really my sound
But my minds under the ground
Oh my
What a guy
Still up in sky,
might just hit a kite
Coming down now and I'm crashing to the floor
The second I stop rapping they don't care anymore
Really hurt my feelings so I called her whore
It was unfounded
But I'm unbounded by my hatred
I guess its just me but now I really hate it
Conflicted and Conflated
Stab me in the heart,
Your words are double bladed
You're a Rare bear,
All the best,
I really hope that you take care
Hard to accept
But Momma told me life's not fair
Suddenly all the things that I feared
Became clear
Before I wrote this, hadn't cried in 3 years
Reminiscent, Holding back the tears
Its a Crime against my self
Self-betrayal considered treason
Bottle up your feelings just to put them on the shelf.
The thing that hurt most is that I was the reason.
Took you for granted
How can I wonder why you're leavin
Hardheaded, Argumentative, Deliberating
Couldn't accept that its over
But hope its liberating
When your memories passover
Celebrating,
But there's blood on the door
Don't know what to do
Why not stay inside and just drink a lil more
Didn't mean to hurt you
Staying up at I'm forgetting how to snore
Insomnia's getting the best of me
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Sebo
Member since October 6 2017