session ten

I booked a therapy session, I'll be an hour late Walk in the office, I'm hiding, don't wanna show my face Never thought I'd need help, dawg, and I'm ashamed But I gotta fix the problem living in my brain You can lead a horse to water, you can't make him drink Cities burn to the ground when I get time to think Tequila handle for coping, throwing up in the sink Instant replay, every time I take a blink What's the biggest issue? Know it's me, dawg Thinking I can fix it with tissues and some weed, dawg, nah Nah, I know it's deeper than that Conducting therapy with every line, it's deeper than rap Heavy burden that I keep on my back, I sleep on my back So paralyzing dreams of the past, it's keeping me sad I know I'm disappointing my dad, my momma stay mad But out of all the options I had, the one I chose got me glad Uh, this the point of no return, huh? It's so many lessons on my own I gotta learn, huh? But I always been good at taking notes So when I set sail, I know my ship will stay afloat I just needed time Space to heal my mind Clouds passing me by And I think I'll be fine The world goes round and round There's color and there's sound I'm still holding me down, so if I'm holding you up I'll try and figure it out I figured out the eye of my object Peripheral vision, I'm putting paces in the process Plotting out the points and pointing north, I follow stars and I been poignant with my prose, but I suppose that I should pause that I'm focused on myself, I'm close to getting better Heavenly choirs of angels singing to me Praying like a pastor or a prophet or a missionary Look up being human and you'll find me in the dictionary I been like a visionary Pretty future where I ain't got nothing wrong with mind That's a good world, good world I live in the real world, real world But I know I could have that Pretty future where I ain't got nothing wrong with mind That's a good world, good world I live in the real world, real world But I know I could have that I just needed time Space to heal my mind Clouds passing me by And I think I'll be fine The world goes round and round There's color and there's sound I'm still holding me down, so if I'm holding you up I'll try and figure out