Clouded and Shady

Most the stuff I talk about, it will not matter anyway

I've been going through some things, like almost every single day

Wish I had somebody that'll love and treat me just the same

Praying for an angel and I see them come from far away

I've been out of it lately, hearts clouded and shady

Maybe this is just a way to say my body hates me

The way I'm feeling lately, kinda makes me crazy

I guess that's just what I get from being lazy

But if I say something from my heart and soul then that's a fact

It doesn't matter if it's true or not, they will attack

They put me on the shelf like I'm some type of artifact

Gathering dust and I know down the line then I will crack tonight