I'm about one more step away from throwing it all away
Pride I keep throwing up
As I try to swallow that pill time and time again.
Facing jail time for lack of hours served
Mom's fiance getting on my nerves
Making just enough money for gas to get to work
Sallie Mae blowing up my phone asking for their money
And I don't wanna be on this earth...
Thought about robbing a bank real quick
Selling weed in the hopes I can make a quick flip
But I have a college degree so I shouldn't have to be on that shit!
Resume sent more times than called back
Wondering where all the jobs are at
I enjoy what I'm doing but I get no hours so part of me is screaming what's the point?
I make no money to pay these bills
The possibility of jail time is getting too real
And right now the only thing I feel
Is nothing at all...
Something's gotta give
I'm feeling dead while I'm forced to try to live
All I've done to this world was give give give
In the hopes it returns the favor and I'm still waiting.
I'm supposed to be known
I'm not supposed to live at my parents home
I'm supposed to be doing something great with my life
Not fuckin writing poems on my phone at 1AM.
I don't know how much more I can take
I'm just about ready to break
So Lord if you're listening, I beg of you to help me
I'm lost looking for a way to escape..
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