Before you were a jester you were an investor

Before you left you were a theft

Before you had money you you were country

After everything your still self seeking...

Roses are red violets are blue

Dirt is brown but my heart is blue

You may be smart but can’t break my heart

You may have been nice but you have gave bad advice

For in return isn’t hate but is something you can’t take...

Roses are red violets are blue

Change can be tough but so can you

Rely on god and your path will be broad

You have to believe to retrieve to succeed...

Roses are red violets are blue

You have a deep core but shallow grew upon you

You made things feel right but not even close

When you went high I always saw you down low...

Pain is like a chain but if you can’t break the chain it will break you

Your brain feels pain before your body

Pain will drain then stain...

In order for change you have to rearrange

Change can take time

Change can take effort

But in the end was it worth it or for good cost

Don’t change for someone there loss...

When you think of war you think enemies and allies but for me I think the same but In my head

War is like a roar

War messed with your core but I always found a door...

Everyone keeps asking me if I’m ok

I don’t want to lie but I don’t wanna say

It’s hard to express my feelings because I’m not an emotional person

but being low mood , inconcerned about everything makes it feel likd I’m in another dimension...