Falling
I’m running ,
I’m jumping ,
I’m spinning,
I’m tripping,
I’m falling apart,
I almost fell off ,
I almost drown ,
I almost gave up on my life ,
I almost give walked away ,
I hear the the little girl in me ,
Begging me not to give up ,
Then I remembered why I’m doing all this ,
I remember how I got here ,
So now I’m back ,
Falling apart,
Falling out with any & everybody ,
Sleeping less ,
Eating less ,
Smoking less ,
Just not beat ,
Think everybody out to get me ,
Like everybody trynna set me up ,
Like Everybody wanna line me up ,
It’s like I’m trynna Dutch the bullshit ,
That shit just keeping following me ,
I can’t catch a break ,
I wish I can just take minute to fall back from everything,
I wish I can make time go back just so I can have my father one last time ,
Falling ,
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