When it all falls down.

I've fallen into a life style.
Like a dream really.
I've become worse than I was before.
to be satisfied things that don't last.
Losing myself in the feelings that I don't really have.
Toying with emotions that don't really matter to me.
All because of what started last April.
I let it go, but not really.
I'm not really me. I'm a nigga version of what I used to be.

lol this isn't a poem, its something that I've been trying to say but couldn't.

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