Good old days

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Aye, I keep trying to move forward but I'm stuck in time, I know that I'm something,

But not enough to rhyme, don't know why I'm going through the roughest times,

When nothing fine, but a smile on your face means everything alright. So keep

Doing that, put on your fake mask, losing weight, hair and makeup with the face

Masks, shit I miss the late laughs, where we'd lay back, and just say facts, I really

Want the good old days back.

 

But shit, I'm writing up a new song, every right turns into a few wrongs, so just

Hit the bong, everything will be alright and we'll see a new dawn, We'll be

Alright, so just move on. But I'm having trouble doing that, tears are piling

Up, and we're losing laughs, now we're moving back, memories gone that I used

To have, loosening my grip on faith that I wish I had.

 

So what's going on, sometimes I struggle with reality, what's happening,

Everything happens for a reason, so this was meant for me, it has to be,

But nowadays it seems that we just laugh and leave, feel like I'm drowning,

Gasping for air, I'm the last to breathe, acting fine, like I'm a casting scene,

1,2,3 and another tradegy, what's a queen without a king? That's just a sad

Majesty, I could have all the power in the world but the demons can always

grab at me, home is where the heart is, that is why we can just pack

And leave.

 

And I don't want it to sound like I'm ungrateful, cuz that's not what is is,

My fam is stronger than the people being hateful, and they always give,

Judging the judgements that I have with my self lovingness, looking at the

Reflection in the mirror but I'm just judging it, getting shots in the heart with

the pain bow, feels like I'm the rain in every rainbow, so I just hang low, let

Everyday pass slow, using my last hope, if you want me to leave please

Just say so.

 

Everyone just passes eachother not a single clue of what they're going through,

You can save someone's life without knowing to, and I promise it's not only you,

Everyone is dealing with there Own problems, so I promise that I won't promise,

judging every flaw when you're flawless, that never helps and that's just honest,

It's hard to smile like you're fine while you're crashing through all your hardships,

Everyday you feeling nauseous, dealing with this anxiety with sobriety but

still trying to be cautious.

 

And being honest is the hardest thing that we can do, cuz if we show you the scars,

I don't want you to feel it too, hiding the pain but i feel like they all seeing through,

I want to be alone but I really have been needing you, now doctor appointments,

Now we're feeding through an eating tube, only job is pleasing you, so now it's

Got me on my knees and I'm pleading too, no more lies, I just need the truth,

need the proof, wont eat your food but look what mainstream media is feeding you.