heres another thought in question why am i stuck in depression under your suppression things get tight witnin you compression i hate the way you treat me sometimes dissin me because your thee basis of most of my rhymes the way you blame me for everything when i write down my lines. is it jelousy, or is it just for the psp because i got the money. is that why you keep me around. you know you bury me in the gound so i cant make a sound. but i try my best to hang on some more. but it seems you dont care you know that the playstation portable is barely afforadable but youd rather have that than a conformable friendship. ive tried to end this shit but i cant break promises. and ive compromized every litle thing for you, youve done nothing. if i walk away i lose everything and if i stay then i dont gain anything except another conflict present by you but no matter what i caused it. at least thats what you always imply when you stare into one of my eyes and ten then other and its getting to a point that your in one ear and out another. i try my best not to feel this way but you put me in a test each and everyday i might as well apologize for what i have said because pretty soon i know ill be dead. because you hate the truth. why do you lie to everyone and hide your true form from everyone and bring it all out on me like im your bitch to be. and you say im anoying when your toying with my life im just trying to get through another day. you still stand in my way. i asked you to move but your not paying attention anyway. so i play the games i dont want to play and i dont say the things that i need say because you dont pay attention to me. i dont want to be lonely but your driving me insane. i am barely breathing life thruogh my nostrils its almost impossable to do the possable because of what iv already said. those who know me dont know me cuz you force me to change for your needs i cant bleed you act like im diseased just because your displead with something i said and something i did. its getting old. im growing weak. and its tempting for me to end me but the n i open my eyes just so you can close thenm again. this is the pain that youve dealt. this is the house that ive built