Mission 93

I am writing this just to keep sane
Stop switching lanes and deal with the pain
I'm going to stay same and never give in to shame
I don't see this as a game, what I'm saying is real
That's why you feel every line that I spill
Every emotion comes from the notion
That we are the panacea for the poison
Explosion of our hearts started with the sparks
That ignited our greed amidst the dark
So now we find ourselves led by the misled
Bred like a hoard of cattle waiting to be shred
We focus on materials and ignore the cries
'Cause it's easier to watch from an iPad, as a baby dies
We work, struggle, and beg for a promotion
Instead of pouring our hearts into a positive devotion
Every person fueled by their own ambition
And integrity is at loss on our way to this mission

Coping 23

I write words on this paper with hopes to make 'em sell
But what good does that do if I'm still going to hell
Come home high but ma can't tell
I am slowly falling into a bottomless well
Going down down and down
And never coming up
Maybe I should just say "fuck my life"
I'm too fed up
Tired of being shitted on
And never the "shitee"
Maybe that's why I smoke 'till I'm gone
And even if it's wrong, I'm still going strong
But I'm mentally weak
Got a lonely tear running down this cheek
Got no friends, no weed
I won't make it through the week
Life would be easier if I was a natural loner
Instead of trying to be a social stoner
And these are my real problems no one cares to know
cause ya'll are busy beating me down, 'till I'm down so low
Below the ground so far my head won't even show

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Vagner Prestige