My Messy Mind.
I love her.. I dont want to lose her, but hell, How could she fall for this loser? Im only 17 and my life is opposite from my dream, I mean look at me i'm a fool, want an example? I dropped outta high school, aint that a b 'cause i never got an A, now I sit at home and just waste my life away. My pain is deep, so deep that i dont even sleep, up all night thinking what i could be, but is being a rapper what im meant to be? Yeah my name is Kaotic Kid and im just a rapper filled with dread, havent been happy since i was a kid, its a long painful story to personal to tell, but lets just say someone could rot in hell, im not one to hate, but this person fucked my mental state, Im thinking life is a sick game, just cause you have to play your cards right just to make it to fame, my poetic skills are weak and ive been doing this all week for the past two months man when can i catch a break? I think its time to give my head a shake and start actin my age,cuz rapping is just a dream that Is slipping away, i guess I might just stop it today. Sorry for bringing you into my messy mind and most likely wasting your valuable time.
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