Excuse Me This Is Honesty

I dont think you will ever understand, I will always ask why with a gun in my hand. Just to tease the truth, so I know it's always on brand. My knees may be weak, but I will stand, so you can see me even if i don't make you Grand. You may not like me, hell you have never been a fan. So what can you do to show that a shriveled worm is more of a man. Compared to what I have done for you and the whole fam. Open your mouth so I can pull your ass out of fantasy land. Maybe then you'll see what caused me to cram. All that information I lost before, kept my mind from thinking I am a whore, kept me thinking what did I have before, kept me moving beyond the fucked up chores. Kept me walking beyond those doors, kept me from falling from blurred out touches from those who were bored. Kept me drifting towards all the mental gore. Kept me held from what was impossible to reform. Kept me surviving as I crashed into this mental storm. Who was it all for, staying trapped in a reality of horror. You can't comprehend all the s*** you did, so you just hope that I might forget. But in reality, you're the one who doesn't remember it. Maybe if I told you then it would click, but you do remember being a dick. so what's it going to take to have you spit. To spit some of the truth and say it was legit. If there was a line did I cross it? Trying to uncover the truth, like holy fuck and saying aw shit. What's Even the use if the police won't get involved in, years have passed, where do I start then. New opportunities that are good, I haven't thought of this. I tried to say twice f*** it I'll quit.