The anger inside me bubbles like my niece.
The voices inside my head will always speak.
Lead, please lead the way.
I’ll stay with you for as long as I can stay.
Fight my anger, yeah, that's what I do.
But don't tell anyone, that's between me and you.
I am the rose that grew from the concrete.
Let me know when you are done. Then come see me.
The anger inside me is full of frustration.
The anger inside me has a question.
Do I control it or does it control me?
What about this that I didn’t see?
There’s inception with a question.
Expression, plenty more.
These people are salty, salty as my tears.
People say stay in your lane, but the pain keeps driving me to queer.
These voices in my head sound much like the jungle.
But that’s okay, like I say…there’s always a new day.
Tell me why you lie to me?
Tell me do you cry for me?
Would you die for me?
No, I can’t be here anymore, I can’t see you anymore
My tears drop down to the floor.
When I see you, I CRY.
Friends-what is that?
Don’t know, don’t have any
Other people that be in mess, I’m pretty sure they have plenty.
They betray you, deny you and many much more.
I need no friends because I’m hard to the core.
Now cruel is the word that I should say cause all I wanna do is go in my bed and lay.
Some people don’t understand, when you’re a savage, you don’t have friends.
I got a messed up life, that’s how it’s always been.
Some people tell me out of spite that I don’t belong on this earth.
I mean, what can I do, I go to church.
In these streets, you only gotta couple friends and if you don’t, its going to be hard to blend in.
Friends, friends, friends.
Oh sorry, DiD I hurt your feelings?
You thought we were friends?
Well we’re not but I’ll lend you a hand.
I’m letting you know where I stand.
What do you think?
I am one of your friends…