Lost N Thought

Remembering times when I was younger, and how I would wonder

If I'd ever amount to anything or be left asunder

Wishing someone could direct me to help and make clear

What's the purpose for me breathing with these feelings within

Why must pain be a thang synonymous with my name

And why must me keeping it real seem to link me with fakes

Am I wrong to consider me as one to succeed

Making something of himself while helping others in need

It's a day to day struggle, 365

Just to keep a sober mind along with staying alive

To and fro within my soul I feel the burning of flames

Making it hard to maintain, yet still I remain