The true image
No filter but still a pretty picture
Real story's exposed with scratches
but I'd say it only makes me more richer
no not in money
but in wisdom buuddy
let me spare you all the details that are bloody
and get to where to point where I thought my life was funny
It was everyones joke
all I can think about ways to get myself to choke
or fill my room up with smoke
but this wasn't my fate
I knew I had to escape
I climbed out of that dark hole
and I wouldn't stop untill I reached my goal
During the stuggle I realized
"how have I forgetten who I am?"
why have I tried so hard to be someone people would idolized
If it meant I would eventually lose my mind and spirit
but no that is not who I will be
Its not my destiny
Who am I?
Not a person who almost died
but someone who was reborn
and helps others who still mourn