the answer to solve my sadness is most likely the same that will solve my happiness
i pack my mind for knowledge and power
i hack in to the unknown to be in control of my thoughts and feelings
my fuels is the hate fuel
memories of hand times, my looses and failure
i might love your hate on me because that fuels my fire
ain't going to be what they're
i just left my old self to open new doors
how am i going to change if i keep doing the same thing, same path?
no risk, no trials, no twists, no terms, why are you blaming me for your cowardice
close your eyes step off the path and walk into the jungle
now i'm writing my own rules since i moved from the conversation that brings no Benjamin to my pockets
love
thank you
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