How it goes

[The.Menace]

How it goes

You don't need to tell me, I know
I'm an alcoholic but I don't care so
does it matter? Good times are gone
and I'm sure my life is soon done
My body can't take all these toxins no more
even if I work out until my muscles turn sore
I'm still a lunatic, just a broken man
everything he strives for is 2 write as much as he can
Where do we go from here and where are you
I wish you were near, whatever I might do
but you aren't, I don't want to blame no one
losers are alone and this is how it goes son
this is how it was and how it always will be
How this story ends, you don't even want 2 see


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[Kadafi Son]

The last lines of your poem hit me hard. makes ya think. but at some points of the poem, i was confused about where you were goin. is it dedicated 2 your son? is it about your worries. i don't know, maybe its just me. But I've seen some better stuff from you, but this is alright to