Using Confusion

I'm getting closer to my best now,

My rhythm got it's chin up,
And I'm standing with my chest out,

I'm handling my blessings,
And I'm putting all my stress down,

I'm rambling and venting,
But it's better than a vexed shout,

Pout?

Don't tell me how your lips hurt,

If you got a problem then you better use your fists first,

I don't wanna hear it like I'm listening to brit mersh,

I ain't caught no feelings from it,
But will if it gets worse,

Shit,
Look what life's done to me,
Hunger like a younger me,
When I sleep I never slumber deep,

Always keeping my own company,
'Coz the people around me are lost in the scene,

They're speaking about me,
Talking is cheap,

There's evil around me and more to be seen,

More to the point,
Im closing my eyes,

Spreading my wings,
Gona open the sky,

I have to leave to keep the hope alive,

Im focussed....
....Those who don't align,
Ain't close....
....I show no slowing signs,

A ghost don't pose,
It'a throw your sight,
When I wanna move left,
Im'a go to the right,

I leave what I love alone,

I'm weak through the speaker 'coz I bleed through microphone,

I don't think you understand,
'Coz I go on like there's nothing wrong,

I think I'm going mad amd have to tell you in a fucking song,

That's why I'm on every class that I'm on,

I've lit this spliff now pass me the bomb,

Rack me a line while I'm backing a beer,

I can't keep up with the atmosphere,

Now it's hard to stand up and I can't see clear,

Plus my hands up but I can't feel air,

I can't feel air.