Let me tell you about the day I committed suicide. It was a normal day in the life of the mislead, searching for purpose dreaming and lying to each other. So I was just driving around without a destination and started thinking. You know how that goes one thought turns into two thoughts and so on. Well guilt kicked down the door to reality and my consciousness started to assault me. I mean it beat my ass, called me a phony and a fake. Told me you ain’t a real one all you do is run around blind like you don’t see the things that are going on, are the part you play. Now you know me, I always have a response. Man get out my head with that non sense, this shit been going on so who am I to change it?
Well reality told me this, who are you, well you are one of the chosen. Remember the day the police got on you when you had them ounces of work in the car with bad tags. How about the day you popped to many pills and followed it up by putting a couple grams in your nose, remember that, your heart started screaming and you felt death grab ahold of you. Don’t forget the time you had a couple of dudes really trying to put that pencil lead in you! Well guess how you made it out of those situations?
See you have been trying to kill your self since you were like one! So I’m a ask you why? Well I guess it was because I’m kinda crazy. No, that was the devil trying to take out his competition, he knew you had purpose and might end up being a problem for him! So now I am stuck in that stupid mode, trying to make sense of this conversation. But just when I was about to argue my point guess what happened.
Reality said this to me, you need to kill your self! I’m serious too, but I’m not saying physically. I’m talking all that negativity and ignorance you hold on to. It has to die, because if it doesn’t it will eventually take your physical. See being gifted doesn’t mean shit if you don’t embrace it and use it for the purpose you were handed those gifts for. You and I both know that wasted talent and misused gifts are more common than Fords. So I need you to open your eyes, like really open them up. When you do that you will kill all of that trash that holds you down, and only then will you act like what you say you are! So when I really opened my eyes he was gone and I noticed my thoughts were a lil different, so that suicide mission there was much needed!!