I get too caught up in playing dumb
I admit to that
There is more to life than feeling numb
I admit to that
Many fuck ups at the hands of rum
I admit to that
Now I’m something of a loaded gun
I admit to that
No more angle fueled endeavors
I’m tryna be patient
Spent the last couple years around people who say shit
Only for applause and social status
Considered drilling their jaws shut
To listen to the madness that they caused
But, even then nobody accountable
Shouting at the void
Cause their stress insurmountable
Now I understand the reasons
Why perspective is powerful
Once you earn it there is no return to simple living
You must ride the wave until it crashes while finding comfort in the ashes
But understand you gotta play the hand your given
I’ve grown smitten with changing through phases
By looking for home in new places

Even when I do my best
Things just don’t make sense
But I’m honestly
Learning more
I’m learning about myself
And honesty

Passing judgement when it wasn’t needed
I admit to that
Throwing shade when you felt defeated
I admit to that
Self comparing led to me depleted
I admit to that
Acting selfish and a bit conceited
I admit to that
No more angle fueled endeavors
I’m tryna be great
Plucking out my feathers
From the stress
That’s something I make
An effort to stop
I’m waking up with some energy
Cause serenity’s not
Something you’re handed for doin ditto
I stopped feel bad for myself
Refuse to be second fiddle
That person was broken, brittle and young
But I earned my respect
From words spit from my tongue
When I swerve to the net
I rise, Mac Mcclung
These eyes have overcome
Every challenged that I’ve faced
I see a better future
Where my struggles are erased
There’s a place that I’m certain I can get it to
And I when I do I never will forget who I am right now

Even when I do my best
Things just don’t make sense
But I’m honestly
Learning more
I’m learning about myself
And honesty