Losing Interest

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TheLetterJay

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I Runout of interest to easily
I'm sorry these feelings be leaving me
I'm tryna do this shit peacefully
But the pain that you feel is defeating me
And you're not the first to go fall
To all the shit I try to control
These changes I'm trying to make to myself
They are so hard to enroll
I'm sorry but baby I'm hurt
You didn't know I'm depressed
I smile at work but when I am out its not in the way the I dress
I'm sorry to bring you this pain
To be honest I might be insane
I'm switching my mood every minute
I go from sun to the rain
I got some pints the I pour in my cup cause it go ease my mind when I sip it
I talk about my problems to all of these hoes now the shit is my fault why they flip it
She asking for sex did not speak bout relations but now you is mad cause I hit it
We got together you fucked up my stress shit now I regret that I did it
Now I regret that I spoke
Now I regret that I woke
Now I go speak to ones that I f*ck with but I regret when I choke
I can't open up its okay
I'm living my life by the day
ill find the one it's okay
But for now I got nothing to say
And I overthink in my brain
I start to think I'm insane
I think I'm numb to the pain
Until I get hit by the train
I hiding my tears in the rain
And that's if the slip through the chain
Emotions is something to tame
I don't let them it out because it's lame
And they hit my phone when the need me
But will not say till they see me
I am content if you leave me
But no other nigga can be me
They asking for help but wont listen
I still push them up so they glisten
They will not notice I'm tripping
They will not notice I'm missing
I find the shit wild
Won't be seen for a while
I be calling them out but they stay in denial
You think you is hot but you really is mild
I'm seeing the world through a new pair of eyes
I'm sick of these hoes always buried in lies
They standing in shit got the grouped with they flies
Digging their grave to their own damn demise
I got to stop catch a breath
I got to stop take a break
These people is stressing me out
Damn I had me enough
Man I can tell the real from the fake
They good when they put on an act
So I got to set up the stage
I clap when i go and get my my played
Encore baby go and fill me with rage

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