I get too caught up in playing dumb

I admit to that

There is more to life than feeling numb

I admit to that

Many fuck ups at the hands of rum

I admit to that

Now I’m something of a loaded gun

I admit to that

No more angle fueled endeavors

I’m tryna be patient

Spent the last couple years around people who say shit

Only for applause and social status

Considered drilling their jaws shut

To listen to the madness that they caused

But, even then nobody accountable

Shouting at the void

Cause their stress insurmountable

Now I understand the reasons

Why perspective is powerful

Once you earn it there is no return to simple living

You must ride the wave until it crashes while finding comfort in the ashes

But understand you gotta play the hand your given

I’ve grown smitten with changing through phases

By looking for home in new places

Even when I do my best

Things just don’t make sense

But I’m honestly

Learning more

I’m learning about myself

And honesty

Passing judgement when it wasn’t needed

I admit to that

Throwing shade when you felt defeated

I admit to that

Self comparing led to me depleted

I admit to that

Acting selfish and a bit conceited

I admit to that

No more angle fueled endeavors

I’m tryna be great

Plucking out my feathers

From the stress

That’s something I make

An effort to stop

I’m waking up with some energy

Cause serenity’s not

Something you’re handed for doin ditto

I stopped feel bad for myself

Refuse to be second fiddle

That person was broken, brittle and young

But I earned my respect

From words spit from my tongue

When I swerve to the net

I rise, Mac Mcclung

These eyes have overcome

Every challenged that I’ve faced

I see a better future

Where my struggles are erased

There’s a place that I’m certain I can get it to

And I when I do I never will forget who I am right now

Even when I do my best

Things just don’t make sense

But I’m honestly

Learning more

I’m learning about myself

And honesty