It's on me

If I could write a song for you... It would be about who's who and whos not and how I couldn't find me....excited lost and scared it's the rest of my life..... I wanted more.. suffering from the difference of when I was alive .....I try to be someone who is who.....but Isn't me inside..... differences I can only see and thrive on, what it felt like to be alive.... temporary relapse of reasoning for a momentary trap of passion. Distracted from logical reasoning of what's right, wrong, right and who's gonna stay, survival, deserving more than disaster has for her.. so please don't hate me didn't intend to disturb thee with a smashed face awakening.... my bad my fault I fudged up & slipped from grace....
Sympathetic I regret it, please forgive me
rGr

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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