Notes

you don't know, what ive been through.
so many times ive had to barrel to my temple
so fucking tempted just to pop it like a pimple,
with so many problems i just wish this life was simple,

i dont get any answers,
i ain't taking no chances, fuck a slow dance and fuck romances,
the cold hard cash is the only thing i hold hands with,

But you are the reason i believe in my purpose,
ive had to make moves to prove i deserve this,
looking in the mirror like ain't nobody perfect,
but when your own family dont want you its easy to feel worthless,

I was 14, on my knees, looking under the sink,
picked up a bottle of bleach, and nearly took a drink,

i ain't know what i was doing,
i just knew that i was scared,
i was calling out to god but he aint never there,

aint nobody there, or that's just how it feels,
that empty stomach feeling like ive been missing meals
it just kills, thinking about life and how it did me wrong
born with 2 mental illnesses where do i belong.