I’m afraid of my future self and the things I’m capable of
I’m afraid ill make horrible decisions and dishonor my father
I sometimes think there’s nothing beyond the stars and then the thought of living life without magic scares me far more then the fear of failing countless amounts of times to find success somewhere In a crowded room of lost dreams and drunken children i think about the people who have the same fears as me and how many of them will never have the strength to attempt to try
I think about the ones that won’t ever make it out their mediocre neighborhood lives the ones who found success is the night life in the drug life the boys who never became men and never will forever damned to roam a land of shoulda couldas an what ifs within their mind
hungry for money greedy for lust and the women who love them the women who find the time for love with a broken heart
to the strong women who love these broken men and the children they have I hope you know what your doing…..