Tyler

Why the ones close always got to leave these wounds are open Guess my heart is out to bleed I believed in a higher power So i don't question why he picked one of my flowers I picked myself up and brushed away the dust i gotta make it in this rap It's a must And my trust have been throw all over look to god And i promise it's not over A cursed tongue but in this time my mind Sober my mind in jail shattered pieces and it's broken Spoken words I guess these words are very spoken Exit wounds from my feelings being open Should've closed myself off and just focused And if you notice the lord listens when you focused So hold on and never give up on your hope Tyler gone so who my nieces got to hold