WHO AM I? Lyrics

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sometimes I just get stuck in my mind and,

I lose sense of purpose, worth and,

you know like,

it's like I'm just trapped

I feel suffocated

and I really don't know who I am like,

what's my identity, what defines who I am,

you know?

and so, I've been feeling that way for a long time now...

I've been away for a while but like,

I wrote this song to express how I felt.

listen, uh

I question my name i question my identity

Man there's a wall between me and my abilities

What is my worth and what's my purpose

My mental health is in jeopardy and i feel worthless

I woke up in the morning and i was on my phone

I see people asking me why i don't rap on my songs

Cause its melodies and i guess they call them tragedies

But what's done has been done i can't make any remedies

Listen right from the start i write my songs from the heart

I aim to leave a mark and make a legacy not burns or a scar

I fell from grace a lion King to a no one I'm Skar

I'm sick and tired of being in limbo like a neutron star

The definition of my character precedes me

I hope that if you know my past you will still recieve me

I've done some silly things, silly me and you wouldn't believe me

But i search deep in my soul for a light you can see in me

There's a cloud above my head and it's raining heavy thoughts

I feel some tension in my brain, and blood begins to clot

Is there will do we make choices or just listen to the voices?

An angel and a devil on the shoulder we in boxes

I'm thinking out the box, wondering how did i get in here?

Trapped in my conscious I'm overthinking my ship is sinking

My eyes are blinking, that beer I'm drinking my liver sickly

I never noticed but I'm dying quickly the thorn is prickly

and you know sometimes like,

when you ask yourself this question over and over again...

you sort of give up on life, like

what's the point

why am I even here

why do I even exist, you know?

sometimes it's just (uh, listen)

A man who has a burden and a load on his back

A man who has potential expectations from his dad

A man who knows that God is still alive but has his doubts

A man who has been shunned but has always left them stunned

My mind was in a state of confusion n' dissarray

To my dismay i decayed as i laid in bed

My body refused to eat whatever i was fed

Couldnt speak and my thoughts i could not convey

It was like doomsday was coarsing through my DNA

A disease and a sickness that i cant explain

It had me down on both my knees i couldnt breath

I was searching for the tree of life, I'm not at ease.

Who i am? a name i hope they'll always remember

A name they'll celebrate like the 25th of December

Who am i? I guess we'll never know.