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Change for the better but the worse comes first. This use to be my motto, it's a quote someone once dear to me use to say.
The worse has been happening everyday
I'm just wondering when and where is the better part going to take place.
Chase after Chase a race that's going in circles that has no end.
I'm drained, I don't want to be in this race, I don't even know what the prize is or WTF I'm chasing anymore,It's sad to say but it's the truth.
A grain of salt for the feels I have today,
I'll play it by ear tomorrow and the next day.
The rest is for the birds, I guess the feels I wish I could toss away.
The thoughts that are in the back of my mind I want to be free of, it's those thoughts of surpressed memories that resurface and keeps me angry. 
With every beat of my heart fills with hate no longer does it beat for love, it's been a while suppose my heart knows nothing of.
But it's ok and I'm Gucci. The level of dispare is my motivate...shund from my world it feels lonely I had no clue what to do.
I'm alive and I'm breathing spent time by myself slowly breathing it's so quiet sometimes my breath is the only thing I can hear clearly. 
Day after day I try to stimulate my mind and stay busy productively, walking hoppin on the bus again WISHFULLY thinking that the better part is near solo vibe'n to this musical life... But always keeping in mind body and soul. Change for the better but the worse comes first.