anthony taylor

Out of my head not out of my mind, Feel like I'm just part of an awkward design, Wanted to win but steady decline, Counting my losses they add up in time, Feeling remorseless sometimes don't know who done wrong but I know I've done mine, Failed on my own still pressured bout times, Constantly told I'm too out of line don't feel I was in one feel too out of time, To just become better should've been that the whole time, Damaging mind feel damned what's inside, Hearing too many voices I try to decline, Should've been better feel oddest at times, But can't be excusing was to heartless at times, Just the want to be better after lost on decline, Says I'm not altogether I lost me in time
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Oddest of feelings with voices I'm hearing steady feeling the shame, Feel incomplete with this just being me can't be playing this game, Feel so out of focus just glad that I've noticed I'm losing my way, Feel I'm a stranger see mirrors that frame me but can't tell me my name, Feel too indecisive want thoughts of the highest with wit on the brain, Caving inside like my thoughts got got more smarter than me and just threw me away, Hear voices that drive me no sympathizing on how I show in my lane, Just barely surviving but want to thriving just in more better of ways, Feel I'm a cage where all the ones who were in just drifted away, found it was just me steady ashamed at what became
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Feel so out character from start of my time, Hear my life through voices bout my choices embarrassing times, Try to get better guess I'm lesser than what was implied, I'm not as good as they thought I would've turned out too stressful my time, It's like they saw my future such a loser seemed better at times, Became the too damn strange version of me, 'Why'd i get with the times? ' Still wish I could go back and just rewind, And make the best of choices but I carry all of my time, Feeling till I am deceased I'll steady decline, Just wishing that I was better than what I've been every time
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