Inside my mind

Yes, I have disdain for myself.

I don't try to hide it.

This is my confession of what's inside my mind. I can't run away. I have no where to hide.....

I've done crack cocaine. It's so insane.

I've done crack and it's whack.

I've drank so many drinks and smoked 

So many cigarettes. I do lack in many a way. I do have problems. It's crazy.

I'm ashamed. I can't blame another.

The things you do when you're in pain.

Causes so pain to your mother.

I can be a problematic bitch.

I have had so many disposed of lovers.

I've had trouble keeping friends.

I scare them off. Whoa! It's crazy.

I can't blame another. I got off. I'd explode.

I can't release another load of of burdens to my mother. My problem is that I'm honest, and I cannot harness the energy from the light. I say I am a good person- I do have some good inside me. I need help inside my mind. I need to abandon my troubles that reside inside my mind.

I'm so ashamed. My fucked up brain

I do need a hobby. I can't run away.

I don't need to party. I'm so ashamed.

I can't blame another. I can't burden my mother with my troubles. And that is the end of the tale of misguided lowlife.

A carefree sucker in the game of life.