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I cry because
When I speak to myself,
I lie
I lie down against my flesh
Instead of simply
Doing my best.
I cry because
I invest in smoke
that fills my chest
Instead of things that
Will or may..
Bring me checks
So when they pull out forms
And my piss they check
They simply say next.
I get pissed and fill with regrets
Regretting that temporary feel good,
smoking and blasting music so somehow I would feel hood.
I cry because
Sometimes I don't feel comfortable being me
This is the part of me people don't see,
and I see people seeing me as a light
because I take things light
so they run to this light in hopes that it might bring them a smile or better yet life.
But when I'm searching for a light I'm running through a never ending black hole,
God please help me I wanna get back to being whole
I'm about to lose control
I wanna clean this black soul
Life has taken a toll
I wanna crack a smile
But my happiness it stole!
I cry because
I feel like a failure
Sometimes I feel like
My success was premeasured
And I have met
what was measured..
But this is me being scared
So I can't open what's been treasured
My confidence has been weathered
By the great number of failures
I'm trying to be brave
I'm trying to be bold
But these thoughts get to me
I get weak and I fold!
How can I feel content with life
Like a stripper on a pole
When I feel like my father
Just wants to control
When I feel like I'm dealing with a
Angry
Bitter
Tyrant of a soul..
I cry because
I want my family to be whole
Every time we patch one
We create or discover a new hole
Do we love one another?
Can we please check the polls?
Yes
No
Maybe so ..
I know a few counselors
Shall we go
Let me know
I'm just a pipe
And all of this pressure
will make me blow
So before I blow
Let me blow this dro
Dro that blows
the pressure in this pipe away
Now this pipes so light
That this pipe gets blown away
I get blazed
Yes I get blown away
In hopes that one day I will say..
I don't cry.
I'm stronger than this
I won't listen to the voice
that's telling me I won't fly
Nothing feels better than this bliss
I'm high off life
I no longer have to twist cannabis
But hope isn't good enough
All that I'm claiming it
I don't cry
I'm strong for the next person
And by strong I mean
Inspiring and motivating
I want to watch people grow
I want my words to be cultivating.
But thinking of his grace and mercy,
thinking about how he's never hurt me,
thinking about how he's never desert me
I just breakdown
I know God Is on my side
With him
I don't have to be ashamed
Or hide
With him
I don't have to be full of pride,
with him I can be who I am and he understands
I can go to him when I don't understand
I can go to him when I need a
Shoulder to cry on
Or a helping hand
So when they ask me why I smile
Or why they've never seen me cry
I simply look up to the sky
crack a smile
And tears of joy
I cry
When I speak to myself,
I lie
I lie down against my flesh
Instead of simply
Doing my best.
I cry because
I invest in smoke
that fills my chest
Instead of things that
Will or may..
Bring me checks
So when they pull out forms
And my piss they check
They simply say next.
I get pissed and fill with regrets
Regretting that temporary feel good,
smoking and blasting music so somehow I would feel hood.
I cry because
Sometimes I don't feel comfortable being me
This is the part of me people don't see,
and I see people seeing me as a light
because I take things light
so they run to this light in hopes that it might bring them a smile or better yet life.
But when I'm searching for a light I'm running through a never ending black hole,
God please help me I wanna get back to being whole
I'm about to lose control
I wanna clean this black soul
Life has taken a toll
I wanna crack a smile
But my happiness it stole!
I cry because
I feel like a failure
Sometimes I feel like
My success was premeasured
And I have met
what was measured..
But this is me being scared
So I can't open what's been treasured
My confidence has been weathered
By the great number of failures
I'm trying to be brave
I'm trying to be bold
But these thoughts get to me
I get weak and I fold!
How can I feel content with life
Like a stripper on a pole
When I feel like my father
Just wants to control
When I feel like I'm dealing with a
Angry
Bitter
Tyrant of a soul..
I cry because
I want my family to be whole
Every time we patch one
We create or discover a new hole
Do we love one another?
Can we please check the polls?
Yes
No
Maybe so ..
I know a few counselors
Shall we go
Let me know
I'm just a pipe
And all of this pressure
will make me blow
So before I blow
Let me blow this dro
Dro that blows
the pressure in this pipe away
Now this pipes so light
That this pipe gets blown away
I get blazed
Yes I get blown away
In hopes that one day I will say..
I don't cry.
I'm stronger than this
I won't listen to the voice
that's telling me I won't fly
Nothing feels better than this bliss
I'm high off life
I no longer have to twist cannabis
But hope isn't good enough
All that I'm claiming it
I don't cry
I'm strong for the next person
And by strong I mean
Inspiring and motivating
I want to watch people grow
I want my words to be cultivating.
But thinking of his grace and mercy,
thinking about how he's never hurt me,
thinking about how he's never desert me
I just breakdown
I know God Is on my side
With him
I don't have to be ashamed
Or hide
With him
I don't have to be full of pride,
with him I can be who I am and he understands
I can go to him when I don't understand
I can go to him when I need a
Shoulder to cry on
Or a helping hand
So when they ask me why I smile
Or why they've never seen me cry
I simply look up to the sky
crack a smile
And tears of joy
I cry
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