I may be sad now, probably feeling lonely and depressed now. The world might not even make sense because my days are all eaten up with thoughts and hopes of being with you.
I live in my thoughts because I hate how I live. I smoke everyday and barely hit the gym, there's nothing driving me or a glimpse of passion to nudge me so everyday feels like the other day that felt like everyday.
They say money don't buy one happiness and I used to doubt that until now I got money yet still feel like I felt on those broke days. Is it me feeling empty or it is emptiness filling me?
I'm the opposite of who I dreamt of as a child and I still wonder what exactly I dreamt of as a child because my role models all failed me, my dreams failed me or is it that I failed my dreams.
I'm thinking out loud and I don't care who sees this.
I've been smoking joints after joints
I see the light now, the epiphanies of life so I'm never giving up, I won't swallow the camel for anything as long as I keep my faith strong.
So I'm putting this out there for a reason, to share hope to the hopeless that nothing stays the same not even the struggles so hold on and never give up because your life can change in a minute.
