I feel like when i wake up I'm still in a deep sleep, cause i can't seem to keep my story straight week after week I'm beat, the enemy never leaves it's like a drug, addicted self inflicting damage is this a sickness, I wish is was easy but if it was I'd probably be insane cause life would be to plane.

I'm not the same I was a year ago I'm a new me I do my best to open up so you can see me and I know that person inside of me wants to bust put and shout out letting everyone know he Is gonna make it out