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Rockin in My Rocker
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Reformation life sometimes seems fucked up now
all these emotions are in me now
like i dont know how to tell from a to b
and its like i dont know wut i have to see
like everyone is against me
i love my life for wut its worth
but i stayed confused at wut i live for
i never knew when to open the door
or if i will ever pick the right one
or if i will ever pick it period before im done
my mind always wonders from time to time
thats why sometimes i just write a rhyme
to express wut i feel inside
but no matter how much i think i can never decide
where to go from this point on
i just whish this was all done
and i was an old man sittin in my rocker
waiting to go to sleep as soon as it gets darker
