I'm just a man in these times where boys rule the world. Cant seem to find a woman in the midst of these little girls. Only concerned with my pockets and if I copped the concords. Not worried if that I'm successful and never gone to a parole board. I struggle daily with my own self and whether I need to recreate it. Ball out on the empty feelings even if its just to fake it. I'm a man with dreams of tomorrow still haunted by the nightmares of yesterday. Knowing that I must carve my own path and not worry about what the public say. Mental weakness is a disease and and it slowly infects. It caused me to leave my girl bc I thought she deserved the best. Left her dazed and confused. Left me lonely and upset. Sitting here a year later wondering why the hell I had left. Just realize I was poisoned into becoming the boys I despised and wondering if the girls would lead to my demise. If I don't get clean now, then tomorrow will be just another nightmare waiting for me.
