Fractured

Wish death upon you viciously....
Shit catch wind of our history...
Don't give a damn how you depict we...
Of course
You on your high horse...
No fucking remorse...
They say hindsight is 20/20....
Regret shit...I have them good and plenty...
Dem no cry for me...
I reinvented it
Remixed it
This anguish....
Some say how foolish...
Will I ever relinquish
This animosity.....
Fueled by a fiery hostility...
Towards fuckers that are so called family...
Like a bad hairline...seems I've recessed...
Regressed...
To being a lil kid just vexed
At my situation.....
Using my imagination
To fly...
Damn the reefer...I'm talking so high.....
I would be this person.....
That one.....
And then some....
Never lost in this maze...
Is this rage....
Even now in life I can't seem to turn the page...
And let go......
Off the top of my dome....
Sitting in a crowded Starbucks....yet I'm so alone....
A king with no throne...
Damn I wish I wasn't from such a shattered home.....
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