Manic Pt.2

Peace and happiness getting hard to find
Cracking under all the pressure on my mind
All the wrong girls pretending to be mine
Average girls who aren’t even that fine
I guess there’s no exceptions
Regardless of their complexion
From white girls to black girls
None of y’all deserve the world
All my honesty starting to backfire
Just 23 but already trying to retire
All my poems hotter than fire
But I’m tired of calling you a liar
I wanna write about hope and love
I wanna get to the Holy One Above
I want your love to be enough
I know you like everything rough
But I’m tired acting tough
On social media calling everyone who call themselves a Christian
What was your tittle again
Tell me how you’re making a change again
Tell me how you love me but act like everything but a friend