Prisoner

I am a prisoner of my own mind  , my mind has a mind of it’s own , I’m jealous of fantasy me Because fantasy me is everything I want to be , please mind why can’t I just be free? These thoughts are not going any where , they are in a jail cell same as me , locked up and so lonely …… This is not living 

Why help me if I havent served you , makes sense I catch myself losing faith but at this rate i should really get my shit straight take break bake a cake whatever it takes to get me in the right lane so anxious to know what u have in stored for me I know you’ve been trying to get ahold of me I keep running away from all the realistic things that got me acting unholy , i need to accept the truth n just let it be the truth will set me free ,when I’m done being reckless I promise you i will give u my all and stop acting so aggressive , I’m on my knees , forgive me please lead me where I Want to be , where I want to be isn’t easy nor guaranteed all I can do is hope for the best and all yall  hating mothafuckers can sit back and watch me succeed .. I’m retraining my mind and leave at ease but it’s hard to do that if I’m never at peace nor I dont love myself so why should anyone else you see thats the key sadly I just realized this confidence is everything, it’s what I need 

When I’m in the plane in the sky looking down on
y’all seems like I know exactly what to do but
when I land all of it is taboo back into the
box that I grew up in , baby we all Sin but in the
end you might not comprehend the meaning of
this world each one of us brought in ,most ppl
will spend there whole life time looking for answers
and wondering why they here for , little did they
kno it’s all written in a book ,  then again now a
days who reads tho ? … You fucking schnook , I
should take my own advice drop the dice pick
up the book , I’ll quit being a schnook