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PTSD

from I5OT4P3 by Joe Proulx

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I never take compliments
Cause I ain’t ever try
Everything is relative
But we ain’t related, my guy
Got a lust for starry skies, waving time goodbye
Wish I could see outside the lines of my context
Every night framed by the sunlight hitting the window pane
Got a calling in my name
Got no violence in my brain
Never seem to feel the same
As others who find emotional cover while I feel insane
Surrounded by the toxic
Repetition endless
Psyche is defenceless
Mired, tired, acquired no fire, forget this
I know dark cowers to light, but this depression’s relentless
Wish I could be inside another world where I know my head can rest
I walk the line between educated and brainless
And pretend for others when I’m bending under the stress
It’s like anxiety’s wearing a black dress
Or some kind of parallel I don’t understand to confess
They clog the pipes with regret
And we’re too blind to pick out which problem with which we want to pled yet
I’ll never know what they mean when they say this is suffocating
Why do we grow older and slower but our problems boost their ratings
Like a sick joke played on those who choose to live free
To believe that joyful life to lead is the same reason we stop to breathe
I choose to live on
That’s my decision
No influence outside of myself has a right to make incisions
In my life like a doctor preforming on an open heart
I never close the skin, I keep my inner life exposed
Through this gash, I hope to show someone what my passion’s all about
So forgive if I gag at the sight of an artist clasping for clout

I never let darkness in, but then it grows
From inside of me, I gotta let it go
Let me go, let me be, let me be me
I never let darkness in, but then it grows
From inside of me, I gotta let it go
Let me go, let me be
Guess this another form of PTSD

I been waking in the morning feeling plastered
Yeah, I’m stucco instead of sicko; should’ve gone for my Masters
Like I went and I got myself a green jacket
Hoping that I got the audience that’s standing around the green clapping
Hoping they could at least give me some dap
It’s a trap or boom bap to think they opinions matter at all
Tell me when you get the message, then answer the call
Meteors rise in the air for the purpose of downfall
Like what are you saying?
Every line like darts in my hearts ready to help decaying
Decomposition is instrumental to playing yourself your entire life to an early sleep like Malcomb had been conveying
Or maybe that’s projection
An calacsed perception
Even in these lines on my own, my breaths have been hesitant
That’s when you speaking real
That’s why I don’t get deals
Cause I don’t rap this for nobody but myself, just chill
They never scaled the hills that I did
Some of y’all got mountains
Some of y’all got nothing to argue about and now on me you’re counting
That’s a little much to take in to be truthful
Guess I’m all offence no defence just like Louisville
I know you with me still
Never keep track of the bills
And I ain’t suicidal
I ain’t got no time to kill

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from I5OT4P3, released October 23, 2020

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