September 10th, 2002

strife times too

man
i swear i never get it right
i try to spread the love and instead end up in a fight
complex emotions
unconfirmed notions
spilling into my life
like a river to an ocean
and while i struggle to stack the sandbags high
weathering the storm to get on by
in comes another blow
fucking with my mind
i’m trying not to get upset
i’m even trying to understand
but my life needs to be lived
and i don’t need a helping hand
telling me where i should go
or who i should see
we don’t have it like that
not you and me
but if you change up and are cool
with the fact that i’m me
give me a shout
and i’ll make myself free
for you