Truly.

I've been waking up lately - Realizing shit hasn't gone normally

Fucking thinking of my primitive ways.. and how they're starting to affect the

way of Timing in myself. The way I react to others when they reply to my

Request - I react like a rottweiler stepping on they shit

Leaving hand marks so they can realize that I ain't playing

no more childish games- taking care of my fucking prerogative ways

Looking back at time where I had no time to realize

What was happening around my stance

Wishing I could do things right.. Guess there's no such things as a

Second chance. Time ain't right wanting me to take a flight

back in time. Spite my decisions affecting my way to realize

Shit ain't right - Should I go through to the left path, won't that take

me to wonderland where time is just shit to play around

Nothing serious to think about

 

Black and white walls

Just surrounding my mind - Negative thoughts

Just popping up like a pop quiz in English class

Were words mean more than what they really are

Camera flashes in my mind, Yin Yang in my sight.

Where the good is found on the bad and

the bad is found in the good and nowadays that's considered life

Something half of you guys don't understand..