Split Personality

Silence In my mind, personality trapped inside Violence Outside, brutality nation wide When will it end When will we stop And we start again We are the people They are the ten You are the paper And I am the pen Stuck inside riddled with thoughts, that control my life, I call that trauma If I speak my mind and be real with you, you claim to me that it's drama How am I meant to get my thoughts across when I'm left on read with a comma My best friend rather be pretend so I smoke my marijuana Whats the difference, can't be myself or who I strive to be Make a song with a similar beat and then I'm just a wannabe Of someone more famous, and the shit they say is so heinous In my path I'll help the people, I'll get there, it's meant to be I'm living my best life, with the lifestyle that I've always wanted Help my family and those who have been severely haunted By mental illness, I plan to make more awareness for it But I'm just one person, and I want to make more fairness for those Stuck in the loop Help them regroup Help them be noticed too Do what I can A plan I began To start to follow through This is my journey We starting from nowhere I need no attorney To go where my heart is Beat on my sleeve Like its a tattoo Those that do know me Know that I love you I'm a reckless case I got wants and needs and I know that I'll get there It may take days Could takes years and I'll know that it's still fair I'm a grain of sand Making my way In the beach of this industry I am the new blood Taking my time Acknowledging the history That came before me, all the greats that cannot be beat I'll just do me, face to face, is whats my fans will see I am not perfect, I am not special, I am just another guy With problems, I turn to music, coz I don't wanna die I cannot lie, the world to me is kinda depressing Most of us just march in line we're clearly just suppressing Our emotioins, in fear of being objectified and regressing Prescribed pills to numb the pain until we're left here guessing What is the meaning of life Are we just sitting here waiting to die It's okay to cry It's normal for feelings to run out and dry Can I get high To numb all the pain so there's no why I will lie So I won't have to say goodbye What is the meaning of life Are we just sitting here waiting to die Its okay to cry It's normal for feelings to run out and dry Can I get high To numb all the pain so theres no why I will lie So i wont have to say goodbye