gutter dreams

Bills piling up
Need this money quick
Down to my last
Can't afford to even get sick
Another day away from work
Shit stresses me out
Gotta fill my tank
And put food in my mouth
Sister needs some money
How am I gonna work this out?
Because if her rent ain't paid
She's gonna get kicked out
Cellphone next week
Sallie Mae like everyday
Harassing my family
Even after they get paid
Lawyer fees
On top of legal fines
I'm so close to losing my mind
Got me thinking about buying that 9
And making someone's check mine
I'm on that red line
Close to the damn edge
I'm tired of living this ife
I gotta do anything for this bread...

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"Sunday Stroll"

Am I losing those close to me

Or is this how it's supposed to be?

Because I'm striving for a time where people make a toast for me

A party that I can enjoy

They host for me

But right now there's no choice for me

But the voice in me

Let's me know that this yellow brick road

Is full of life experiences as long as I continue to stroll

And through each moment I begin to learn

Continue to grow

You already know

So it's something else I don't have to teach

No wasted words, so need for me to preach

In the hopes that these words reach

A broader audience than just friends

The same ones that I used to get in with

Seem like I'm separating myself from them

How am I supposed to feel this?

Or is this just a part of the process

I'll have to let you know when it's over

Because I'm not ready to stop yet