Late Night Memoirs Pt. 2

I dont sleep so i think much, i often in vision possessing the things i cant touch. The things I want to be I can't ; im scared. Scared of success, scared of failure. You couldn't understand so don't judge, i'm sitting on the edge of forever all I need is a slight nudge.The hours getting late watching the sunset on the things I believe. Living with things my mind could've never conceived. I'm intelligent, but I Keep Making the same mistakes, when the love is real they say you will know, why is it i still have so far to go ?

By: BTT

Late Night Memoirs pt.1

I refuse to lose , i guest that's the man in me
I hate admitting when i'm wrong, id rather soak in silence, i hate Being meek i lean more toward violence, i love slow music but the soundtrack of my life has been drowned out by sirens. My motivation is positive driven by negativity, stone face killer but my emotion is my sensitivity. You can see the anger in my eyes i fight lividly, but when the victory is gained i maintained  my dignity and humility. In search of something deep because the shallow isn't fulfilling me.

By: BTT