Past year

So many times i sit at home
So many times I've been alone
So many place try call home
Now realized everything wrong
Can't control everything
Locked door and i just, just try to think
Deleted all my friends
I lived in complecs
I love this context
Doesn't matter all stress
I living on that, stop, why
Still i don't know, life in flow
By myself lie, better alone
Only headphone, everything blown
Feel like I'm clone, no
You can compare me to anyone
I don't care about that, in anyway
Past year was a hard time
Stopped to smile and i started to rhyme
Was looking something new
But I am
Losing something important
The soul-searching, the self-reproach
Doesn't help
when someone puting you in the coffin
Thank for this thing that living give
The weird sheet part of my living here
Which can be primitive, and depressive
It can seems strange, but i want to be real

We sometimes lose so many things
We sometimes lose so many time
We try bring back the ones we don't need
No matter how much you seen, we stay first, it's our curse

Come back in the life
But i lost in the spree
I lived inside my cave
I do a lot of things, pad my temple
Which no one now can see me
Everything keep inside, no one let distract
Ain't want to listen reacts
I'm not being impact
I wasn't infect
Still out of connect
It's time to change that
It wasn't an accident
That it's happened with me
Carantine, beats, new world
And again, I'm again in this spree
I am free teenager in this world
Just look at thousands like me
Which want to be baddest
But will be the sadness
Unfortunately we lose so many even no seen
There a epiphany
And recognition
In the same time
Insane man and mad head
Search for original dream, no all right
I really don't know what will happened with me in the next year
Just hope that it will be my choice
Just hope that someone heard my voice
Yeah, i know i am mad
I know all not so great, i know
I know all can broke down in a flash
I still into reflect
I know behind of my spine you can call me a trash, i know that
I know that my soul is a choppy
I know that i hide in the body
Why is the session so dark
Why confession it is so hard, why
Why people want that
When them life almost got over and close to graveyard
We are just people in this universe
Thank god he sent me here
It is not easy being here
But I'm really grateful for it
And after that i don't know what to say
It's finish me past
But start something new
Sounds so funny but i am really know what i need to do
You see me later, older and colder
When you already get sober
Let you see me a past
You see me older
You see me at last