Four years ago
I had few problems
None of them was
How I could solve them
None of them was
How I could stop them
Never figured out
How I had got them

Four years ago
I smoked on the low
Back when I still
Love these people
Back then when
My life was simple
Treating life like
Another riddle

What changed
I don't know
Maybe I grew up
But I'm not sure
All those happiness
I can't find
Now I'm depressed
And looking for a mo-ther-eff-ing
Cure

I miss my mom
But I won't say it
I'm acting macho
But I'm shaking
Acting like her demise
Didn't faze me
But deep inside
I'm breaking

I'm twenty-five
And I'm confused
My fears have heightened
That I'll lose
I fear I'm failing
Wish I could
Stop my reggae
To not become blues

What changed?
Do I know?
I walk around town
Feeling glum
Inhaling skales
Licking tabs
Can't go a day
Without me mo-ther-eff-ing
Rum

I am now color blinded
You won't know
What is behind it
I see just green,
Black, yellow, white and
I need help
But where do I find it?

I used to write
Because I'm happy
Now I write
To remember what had been
It's how I keep me
Sanity
In check!
I don't even know what's happening
If I am smiling I'm acting
Feels like laughing would mean
My death

What changed?
I really don't know




© Jigs Lionheart
25/06/2019

I use to write because am happy.now i write to remember what had been.that was deep bro