Another pointless year in my life is about to be marked
Just makes me realize how little i have left of the life i once loved,
The person i used to be, The people that i cared dearly about.
Today, My body hurts, My brain hurts, And my mind is falling back into hell.
I have nothing to be proud of anymore.
Stuck in this endless struggle to wind up back in this state,
No matter how i try to fight this awful feeling,
It just comes back to me 10x harder than the last.
I miss the old me, the confident one, the one that actually had a life.
There's only one thing i really want for my b-day, but i know i can't have it
I delve so far into my work,
My passion, My creation,
That i often neglect the importance
Of taking the time, To stop and smell the flowers.
They say a rose by any other name smells just as sweet,,
But knowing it in every other light than a rose for so long
I think I'm growing to forget what a rose truly is,
All that i see, Is a shadow, A nameless life force,
Withering away in the sands of time.
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh
Bright as as the sun on a hot summers day,
The memory is burned into my mind,
Never to disappear, left only to empower.
I'll prove i'm worthy of the life you gave me.
R.I.P. Philip Michael Harrigan
2 years have passed,
The memory still remains.
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