I wish I could sleep but all my mind thinks about is defeat. Trapped in a dark room as if everything I once knew was swept up by a broom. Trying to put positive thoughts in my head but theres no more room It's probably because all the pain and misery I have been threw.

With Every single day a struggle to find a different way I'm starting to realize this is how my life's going to play It's like a broken record I guess you could say its like a game of checkers. It's the same thing over and over until you cross over King me you'd say But if you don't have a plan to get back than you'll just get lost on your way....

But Everyone has their own path It just depends on how long they last You could end your own life Or you could wait until god puts out ur light You chose to be where you are today So when you go home and look in the mirror you better tell yourself tomorrow will be a better day With Relizeing seconds that go by and years that fly you think to yourself why am I here and who am i. That's the biggest question out their but no one will find an answer until they pick an angle or a devil to be their dancer.