Dilemma

A 40 oz. of emptiness.

mixed with a blunt full of that bomb ass sadness.

leaves my mind and heart in madness.

completely in l_o_n_e_l_y_ness

Living on nothing, eventually losing you and this

is what hurts because i try to wear a mask

i wanna tell you things, but then again, I'm scared to ask

and the mask that i wear seems to be covered in cracks

bud sacks and beer

make my fears disappear

but when the high and buzz is gone, the problems reappear

i ask for an answer, but nobody is around

I am looking for this thing called love, but nope, still not found

how?

am i expected to survive

if i can't seem to find a balance of love in my life

maybe I'm trying to hard, making this complicated

maybe it's a simple thing, i am looking at it wrong so maybe

i should let it come to me, or let "her" show herself in time

because she will never stop trying, if she really wants to be mine

and i

don't wanna stop until i find

this feeling that we all secretly want, some where deep inside