I. Delicate

Three years ago I left my home
Left my city all alone
Left my friends and my family
Into the vast unknown

Best choice I ever made
But it's had its ups and downs
There's many places that I've stayed
Yet I still can't settle down

Gained new friends
Old ones saw ends
New memories
More summaries

It's so small
Once you get the ball rolling
It'll try to make you fall
Sometimes I wish I couldn't feel at all
Sometimes I feel like I'm hitting a wall

I carry more on my shoulders
Not easier as I'm older
Maybe with confrontation
I've gotten bolder

I feel like I've gone through change
Yet it appears so strange
I still have the same type of problem range

These are the times of my life I consider the best
Yet they're also the times that I call the hardest
Just remind myself nevertheless
It's all gonna be worth it I guess

Dreadfully scared of being lonely
Just take care the others taught me
Of myself, cause someone else
Won't feel the same way about me

When I need help
You can tell
My emotions you can read

I just dwell
I don't whelp
I just silently bleed

In the moment
Bestowment
It's my friends that I need

Those the closest
When I'm lowest
It's my focus that misleads

They're not around
I won't be found
It's up to me to proceed

I try to train
My scattered brain
So my emotions could be freed

I find it hard to trust some people
My mind has never been that peaceful
I'm just expecting another sequel
Of abandonment that's equal

I depend on others too much
But I pretend that they're the crutch
When it's myself that's truly out of touch

Can't even get over myself just to say hi
Because I'm afraid of dealing with another goodbye
So sometimes I don't even bother to try
Then I regret it, and can't even push myself to cry

I'm just numb to everything
Neutral reaction to anything
That comes before me
I'm disappointed that I can't even sing

I'm just a mediocre rapper
My production is alright
But I am no actor
My performance will suffice

That's all I ever am
Just a passable Kam
Living in the shadow
Of my potential program

I doubt that I'm trying the best that I can
Cause when I say it, it feels just like I'm selling a scam
If I keep yelling I'm going to damage my diaphragm
At this point, I can't even say I give a damn