my life

I live life for the moment. one chance wont blow it. I spit that type of flow that brings tears to a poet. this is how it feels when you ill and you know it. I've known it for a minute, show me my competition. they be like who is better you or him? I would say me even if it was two of them. I'm allergic to the lies and truth is what I write, and I don't write verses I write chapters of my life. I thought the people knew, who I am only 22 so no I.D. so ima do my thing until I D.I.E. I'm john bulinda the remix king. sometimes I'm so depressed I cant seem so get this off my chest. I've had my ups and my downs. I got my smiles and my frowns. I've been at my best and my worst. sometimes I feel like I cant lift this curse. so call the doctor call the nurse, I think I'm cut, I think I'm bleeding, i think my heart just stop beating. so I'm on this poem by myself no fam no friends, just me against the world j-o-h-n.