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What is a guy like me to expect,

when all i presently get,

is a text saying "whats up with tonight,

i'm in your hood", yet not in sight,

it can't be right, my smile has faded,

like my eyes when i think i made it,

although i hate it i feel like a clown,

with a fake smile painted on all around,

the town i walk through, blunts that dome this,

nights i dress and play guitar like i'm homeless,

won't atone this cause after each night, i'm up,

feeling better after filling a real homeless' up,

no more whats up, don't smile at me,

if you don't mean i make you happy,

not just tonight, but for many more,

i can't waste time like i did before.