Conversation pt 2

[Chorus]
Violated, that's the last time 
How could I should of wouldn't have done it the amount I put in i definitely should of seen something so this is some dickhead ting
The power and the juice will make a man unalive 
Violated, this yout  again,  shhh told me to beam her And I broke my last again (damm) Shh, let us pray again ask him who has he loved more than nikita again 
Conversation ends  same time shhhh on my phone talking about straps, like they're the only ones  bang on the road again 
(Verse 1)  
On the road again, yeah, here we go  again 
Chasing dream again s, letting all the worries go  again 
Every mile a lesson learned, again every turn a chance again again (again)
[Verse 1]  
Woke up this morning,again same day, cdan you feel?  
Stress on my shoulders again yet I'm starting to heal again (again)
Breaking free from shadows from the chains I wore again 
Each scar a story  guess I've lived a little more  
Learning to love when the world feels heavy,
Emotional damage but I'm learning to be stead
Woke up this morning 
Well basically the same day
This is all stressful 
Becoming me chasing my dreams 
Braking free from what is well was
Meant to be 
I’m a better me, with every scar, 
Learning to love, that's a emotional damage
just who you are,  With every tear
Wishing that I wasn't here
A heart renewed and I know that it doesn't matter (question)
The love I get from my daughter 
And the hate I get from my sons
Will Allah bless us all (Inshalla)
So here’s to tomorrow, 
Why did I wake up from the dream? I can’t seem to breathe and I can’t seem to stay a flow away from my emotions. I may have the power to stay sane, but how can I stay away from the pain constantly coming back for more the only feeling I recognize and is used to growing up the world around we didn’t seem so dark. I ignored the pain, even though I was breaking, drowning from my emotions not realizing that you can say I was broken. I let the scar show because I wasn’t ashamed I didn’t know it was wrong to be broken. Broken is such a funny word because in the end you can’t fix it peace by peace. it takes patience and kindness where the hell was my patience and where the hell was my kindness from my family and friends I was left rotting away within my mind when I had nothing left, but my own sanity the only time I get to see God is in my dreams And that still isn’t enough I beg and plead for him to stay, but he says it’s time to move on why did I wake up from the dream? I can’t seem to breathe in. I can’t seem to stay afloat away from my emotions. How can I let this process go on being fixed to be being broken looking in the mirror seeing my own suicide then seeing all my friends and family cry is this a joke or is this truly my own mind it feels like it’s been hijacked for some time for some time for sometime why did I wake up from the dream? I can’t seem to breathe in. I can’t seem to stay a flow away from my emotions. Why did I have to wake up? 

Drill female [female]