STRAIGHT

Why does it feel like i know what i need to improve,

I do but my mind is lazy.

Trapped in my own lying deceit filled mind.

School a common stress.

Excuses a common escape that ends with a foot in the door

Me trying to escape skin that does not fit

18 a freedom number or a number which is a mistake

Saying i'm someone i'm not.

Tricking, lying, stealing from the real me.

Tristan were is he?

i look in the mirror do i even know who i really am ?

I do....

A CHEAT! A LIE ! A SINNER!

I'm i just making excuses?

Maybe this poem is a lie...

Why ask yourself you'll only lie to yourself...

Is god my savior or have i already turned my back on him?

I've kept promises i can't  keep...

Who are you? 

Find yourself Tristan you know what you need to improve..

Quit feeling sorry for yourself...