She came to my bed, silent and slow.
She was touchin me, so I begged her to go.
Founded myself goin inside, just that ignorant thought made me cry.
Haven’t done it for 6 year’s, always kept my chin dry.
But the other night I went emotional, asking God, is this another try.
Haven’t seen my girl smile in a while.
Because my actions from this weekend, is printed in her memory file.
I said, I still love you.
She said, no.
I said, I really do.
She said, no.
The last thing I want, is she letting me go.
Please God, I didn’t pray this morning, but can you help me out?
Knew he wouldn’t hear me, so I started to shout.
Cursing, stomping, kicking and punching.
That was how I started of this weeks Monday.
Even called my school sayin, I’m sick today.
If you’ll read this, I really mean what I say, and I say what I mean.
Wanted to call you, but it’ll jus go to your answering machine.
Was thought to have my heart on the sleeve, but wear t-shirts.
But realized that wasn’t me.
That’s why you always see me in a long sleeved black hoodie.
I’m in a room with four walls, but I feel so lost.
Crime pays, drugs too, but love it cost…