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I'm Alright
- I lie in my bed at night and think to myself
- why can’t i put to rest the mayhem that’s in my head
- i guess i am just stressed and so i say to myself
- it will be fine, its just a test, go to bed and get some rest
- so i tuck myself in bed, 10th time since 10 PM
- thinking this time i shall be able to rest, but i guess my head is in a mess so much so
- its like checkers pieces on a the board that is meant for chess
- so i push myself, and convince my head to go to sleep
- its not deep, but still better than looking at the ceiling and thinking where’s my zeal to crack deals and why can’t I heal
- and why do i feel so heavy in my knees
- five hours later, i wake up and stand in front of a mirror
- say life is great, its is going as planned my dear
- don’t fret, there’s no threat, people care for you, take a breath
- the fear’s only in your head, let it go, my friend
- so i convince myself that all is well and decide to read something nice
- or mince some meat and have it with rice
- but instead i stay inside and as i reach for my chair
- i sense an air of dispair and collapse near my chair
- i open my front cam and see my eyes are blood red
- maybe cause i hadn’t slept, but that was was lie i said
- to myself, they were filled with tears that wanted to flow out
- but they won’t came out, as if they weren’t allowed
- so i rub my eyes and try to make them itch
- i wanted to weep so bad as if i were a newborn kid
- then thought that water needs to be stopped, so i closed the dam
- cause if i cried, that meant that i was unfit to be a man
- so i say fuck it and pulled up my laptop
- open porn hub dot com and watch them tops drop
- but it goes wrong cause i get a thought that’s too strong
- beats me down so hard, felt like loki in hulk’s palms
- i saw myself with a dummy wife in bed
- what i also saw that i couldn’t get her wet
- so she got up and said, which stuck in my head
- “you are good for nothing, i don’t feel you ed”
- “but babe why is that” “i don’t know it’s ain’t the same
- you cannot fuck well, being proud of you is something i can’t claim
- to be cause you don’t buy me gucci, and you never paid on 1st date
- and never appreciate when i do the dishes, like i’m a maid
- that’s it i’m done, i want to separate”
- and that’s when i wake, sweat beads break
- on my forehead as my phone rings
- i see the caller id, and its my bestfriend jake
- i hung up and then say imma call you back
- go wash my hands, call a cab
- and drive to my buddy’s and plan to grab a mac
- we see each other and greet with a dab
- he gives me hug, and a pat on the back
- looks at my swollen face and dried up eye
- asks what up bro you look sad, to which i calmly reply “nothing to worry, i’m alright”
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