Duck'N'Dive (25)

My feelings lately: escaping seems appealing
Peeling off in the late evening
Dreaming of finding a life with great meaning
I mean it's fine with me to lay eyes to the ceiling, not moving, not breathing

No minutia
No monotony either
People playing power moves, making me weaker
Need space to breathe and a bottle I can drink up
Wasted yet another chance for me and fate to link up

Something sad about the fact I miss the drama
Anxiety holding me back from Kristiana
Bet her lips nirvana
I bet that this is Karma
For making my own mission a million times harder by

Scripting fibs and writing lies
Her diamond eyes and priceless thighs
Only one of her kind I could find in my life
My years of hearing denials have steered my appearance shy, YO GOD!

Can you give a dude a do-over?
At least my own room with no gloom that looms over?
I took the long route in my boots, no new Rover
I move like I'm snoozing or falling into a coma

And now my soles are worn
Heart grows colder so I soldier on
Everyday I pray for gold, even though, I know it's wrong
I never knew of a soul that ever chose to be born, because

who would pick this
Bliss-less mischief?
6th in stick shift
Hit the brick quick
Split from existence and, dip the shit pit
Even arms of Gods got problems tryna lift this

Shit, I wrestle with depression
Hard to learn your lessons when you never did expect them
The minute that a man is born, the world is gonna test him, it's like

Problems, always, pop up out of nowhere
Lost another job, rock bottom, gonna go there

Well at least then it's all up
They say success is, mostly all luck
Is it possible to get some when falling, balled up? BINGO!

Nope, Lord is my Sheppard
And I'm still sheepish, please, lead me somewhere better
Or Im'ma fucking die, Duck and Dive
Sick and tired of welling up,
And coming up dry