Drama

Damn homie I don't know what to tell you. Everyday there's something new. I wish I could find the solution to your problems of today but you'll just have more tomorrow. Don't get me wrong we all have problems. Even I have my own. But yours always seem a bit drastic, a bit more life or death. I dunno what to say to help these problems go away. See, my problems are more along the lines of, this week I really like somebody next week "niggas ain't sh!t". But yours are more like, where will I be living next week. I know you don't want to be in these situations but I dunno how to help you out of them. Every time you come out of one you're back in another. I try to always be there for you. I'm there by your side holding your hand along the way. But it's hard to watch someone so close to me hurt them selves so much. See, although I feel bad that you're going through so much, we both know you put yourself in these tight spots. You dig yourself in holes so deep you can't see the top to dig yourself out. But I'll always be there reaching my hand down to pull you up. Hopefully one day you'll learn from your mistakes. One day the cycle will end. Maybe one day your troubles will finally disappear. But until then, I'll be here. Here to listen. Here to be your shoulder to cry on. Here to help you up when you have no strength to stand. As always, I'll be here through all the drama