ME

Right now it's just me against myself and i . I had a vision but I lost my sight, a growing satiety of success with an empty pockets. If literacy was in temperature,then am a degree hot. I wish I was 18 again,so I can prepare being a dad. It sucks to be me,Let's switch bodies so you can be me and I can be you. She said am her man,but am not a man to myself. They call be a dad,but am a dad of myself. I fight their battles while running away from mine. I used to cry out to my parents,but now they cry out to me. I know you wish to be me,but will you survive if I let you be?