My mind is starting to clear like a fogged up mirror,
Trying to steer my life in the right gear,
So stay clear for death and love is all I fear,
My mind is racing, my body pacing,
My soul needs saving, tough decisions are what I'm facing,
Craving for my life to be released from satan,
I'm finally getting my life in the right place
As I race to the meaning of grace, and clear my evil thoughts for a place,
For my good and serving traits,
Hate to look on past events, trying to prevent any relent that got me so dense,
I just want some dead presidents to represent my trendz,
Sometimes I feel the world isn't worth livin',
But life eventually moves on with a better beginning,
I'm like a crack head fiening,
For the answers and reasons to lifes meaning,
And I'm skeaming to make it big as my diamonds are shining and gleaming,
While visions and images pass by when I'm dreaming,
I feel like I'm in my own world sometimes,
Trying to shine but every time I get mine,
It seems like I'm staggering as I walk the straight line,
And most of the time my life forgets good and heads toward crime,
But sometimes I feel that's OK and at least I found something worth dien,
And at least I'm smiling, instead of criein, from my love life lien
Please everyone give me comments on what you think, I really need them, thanks