I couldn't sleep at all last night,
thinking to myself whether or not I’ma be alright. Harder to breathe, my lungs feel tight.. I guess it’s those withdrawals because; quit? I just might. When all of your ‘true’ friends fail to reply; I ponder whether or not we see eye-to-eye. But nonetheless I am still going to try to cut them tears because I know there’s no need to cry.
I rise to life's challenges.
Yet I fall into the depths of my mind.