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Guilty Conscience in a teenage mind


These people be looking at me like I'm crazy Like the shit I been doing ain't the right shit maybe Maybe I'm loosing my mind I haven't been feeling right lately Like all these demons inside been tryna step out on me Its crazy That I can feel like me, like how I'm supposed to be Then next I'm choked up with fear All these nightmares have been becoming to clear Maybe they bright maybe I'm not me Maybe the shit that I call my shit is what I am to become That's what she thinks, that's what he thinks 2 against 1, why not must be true So now what do I do Its like cat and mouse with my future I just want it to be through I feel like I can't breathe drowning in my tears that has somehow become the sea And when I think about it I don't think I can see They've blindfolded me then sat me down on my knees All it takes is one more step All it takes is one last breath and a prayer to God knowing I failed his test Its too late for sorry girl you already dug yo own grave Now its time, breath in and try to be brave .....its almost over
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