Depression seems to grow as I dwell on these issues that sit in tha back of my mind, if I could finally let shit go then maybe I can feel that true happiness that’s bn layed out fo me but these issues always come up at the worsts of times, I accept flaws and can’t control what happened in tha past that’s what makes u who u are but my dumb ass is stupid and its my fault if shit fucks up and I refuse to waste my money sittin behind tha bar, imma man up n fight this war within myself cuz only I can find peace to shit that doesnt matter to anyone else. Y am I stressing when I couldnt be more blessed n I truely don’t know I jus wanna b tha man that others dream about and you’re proud to b with so if I say I love u I know u say it back and mean it because yo expression shows it comes from the left side of you chest.