Tired and depressed and theres something i wanna get off my chest. Am I the one who is failing on this journey or quest? That thing they call life where a chance is givin twice. Dont need no second chances? Well it must be nice. Cuz Im sittin here feelin like I'm not worth and dime or a minute of your time. Am I sad? Hell no Im feelin just fine. Cant you tell? Look at the knife wounds from behind. Back stabbed and the blade just shines. Gleaming with every drop of my blood. I got a second chance and it feels so good.
Chances are only givin twice. My first chance was over just tonight. Who said what about who said who? Chances are that youve had a second chance too.
Now let me ask you this. Can yall fuckin feel me? Can you listen up and tell me about the real me? Am I free? Are we free? To be livin a real life in this reality? Second chances how can it be? I think you have damned me. Feed me lies and think its fine and dandy.
Truth be told that I have feelings of me dying soon. In the background theres a sadning tune. It brings fear and pain into my brain. The thoughts of me being gone and my smoking to blame. I need to change or my life could just end up simple and plain. Under the ground surrounded by dirt and rain. This is my second chance to stop what has become of me and make a whole new reality. Take away all that is battling me. Live my life healty and free. In life second chances are key.
"Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the lord my soul to keep. And If I die before I wake. I pray the lord my soul to take."
"You never know what could have been when you didnt see me that day. But just remember, I love you anyway."
