As I sit
As I sat in a lonely cell thinkn it would be better if I get out im out now on bail and sittin in a lonely home with noone to blame but my self I tried to protect you but it went to far now im lonely still and feel like I’ve cheated you I can’t get you out its gone to far I think its worst beinng out than in cuz atlease then their was some type of connection us being in the same place...
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I can be my own bestfriend and my worst enemy I’ve seen a lot of misery only cuz I let people get to me I stop people from gettn close to me cause im scared to let them hurt me and me hurt them but the ones that are close to be grateful I have made alot of dumb mistakes and I take people for granted like the love of my life I have a hard time expressing my self doing nice things I feel dumb...
Sometimes I wanna cry and pray, sometimes Sometimes I wanna chill and lay, sometimes Sometimes I get drunk, all god damn day Sometimes I wanna go, back around the way Sometimes I wanna ride to smoke, sometimes Sometimes I got money and I still feel broke
Well as a first post its definitely not going to be a good one. I usually don’t write to express myself but my wife does so I figured id give it a shot, not to mention we need something in common something we both can do and she likes writting and artsy stuff but im more autistic than artistic so ill jus do the writting maybe one day we can get in to photography since she likes that and I...