Dream

Lately shit and words just won’t get threw

People trying to help but don’t give em a chance to

Deny everything, and just try to move on

Only time I feel good is when I drink or smoke bud

I’m a sickness, even denied by my own blood

All’s I want to know is love… and to be loved

Got nothing to make me feel warm when I wake up

Feel small, weak, and defenseless like a new born pup

New day now how will I get my stomach filled?

No tools but still got a whole bridge to build

If I want to get on a happy road to life

And try to keep positive to get away from the strife

Find my own place and life happily ever after

Grow old, be successful, while full of laughter

I’d do anything to accomplish that and live that dream

Till then it’s all I got to hang on to and think of at night when I dream