Daisies

Yo
Yo
Aye

Bitch im gettin' blasted of a half a joint of mid
While you're payin' for top shelf and complain that it ain't shit

I got prior engagements that I need to be attending
I'm living everyday like it's not real and im pretending

That it doesn't fucking matter what I do and what I don't
Understand how im alive and how I manage to stay afloat

Remember what it was like on a hot summers day
I remember how it felt to go outside and go and play

But now things are different get a job, go to work
And now my fears are shifting, im a slob and a jerk

An agoraphobic shut in that's cut off from the world
Who sits inside his room and waits for the words

To fall out of my mouth and explain how I feel
In no other way can I describe what is real

In my mind I am fighting an ongoing battle
With me, myself, and I riding in on top of saddles

Every day's the same and I cant seem to shake it
The way I feel stuck is oftenly mistaken

As "not paying attention" or "he's just being lazy"
If only they understood that not everything is daisies

But that's the joy of life, I get to tell my story
And hope that I can help just one person not feel lonely