Boarding ship thinking less of it being a innocent three day trip having no strings attached No one at the hip I'm boosting my confidence with every sip at the top deck thinking on till the bottles gone finding happiness at the bottom but coming back home I brought myself problem.

See...
being caught up in the moment
Knowing better
I wasn't ready for that commitment
didnt help much
i was leading you on
The wrong direction
heading straight toward a one way intersection..
I'm sorry for the pain you must of felt
didn't even have a chance to warn you..
had no time for that safety belt.
Yea just one of those situations
That had to be dealt

if we were switching roles
I wouldn't wanna hear myself out
So I know
it's fuck what I'm talking about

See the lost child just a soul wondering, for the missing pieces sitting puzzled. In seeing double asking on some inspiration. But in reality feeling more ashamed cause the substances laid on the table will make you reconsider and on taking that theres not to much to remember, as the pleasure takes hold of the mind. In believing Im find but in reality my mind is outracing the heart, as the smoke sets apart not looking foward to the start. In parting ways slurring from the mouth. Lids hanging heavy.. eyes staring steadily thinking is this really my reality. Or just a living with the wrong mentality

Fucked around and got lost now I'm looking around on how the fuck I got double crossed.  Crazy enough I didn't catch it from the start oblivious enough I did it with my own heart. You were just playing a role as I was playing the part unscripted shit seems so vivid even though I'm twisted off being lifted with no point intended the wound you inflicted brought pain into the shit in leaving it to seem I'm addicted to the bitch.

If when you die?
and your whole life is your dream
I only hope I'm smiling.

Wouldn't be surprise the moment my back is turned you're the first to scrutinize And In life you live and you die nothing in between but we often tell a lie just to get in between but personally me I'm always out the scene made a mistake and found love as a teen.

Thinking on to much over thinking on the moment's while scrolling through on what's happening creeping on the comment's trying not to double tap cause you hold a missing piece in the gap between love and hatred. Now I'm searching for 140 characteristics to fix what was broken in a 140 places. And with that I'm Coming to a conclusion flings nowadays just become new faces... and that's fine with me i always lived a life of alienation. But its hard to believe we shared more than a conversation.

New York

New York City's streets walking simple beauty glaring from the city lights I swear you bring a glow to the city nights, would it sound crazy dreaming of simple mornings a cup of coffee with a side of egg whites you at my presence it's a glory itself but that's another story.. for now we grab a Dutch keep it dutch roll a blunt and keep it blunt cause who am I to front, enjoying the little things like walks through central park you light the bic you let it spark while we talk some shit relating on a few things yea we all been through it. As conversations switch over noticing how much you care for your farther and you never had a woman to call a mother but your sister had a daughter and go figure you never needed a woman figure to know how to treat her. To deep? My apologies for being a creep just honestly I had to to keep it anonymously and hopefully this doesn't bring any animosity? And don't over think it to much it was out of generosity in doing the unthinkable and Bringing back chivalry even though i had a few who Threw dirt on me.

Creepin On The Low