I’ve lost myself in whatever all this is. I’ve been in a haze here and I’m not sure how much of who I was still exists. Maybe it’s time I move on through. Get gone get moving on. This life can end I don’t care I know exactly who I am I know the person that I’ve been. I’ve been a bastard, I’ve been a creep, I’ve showed my ass, I’ve cost people things, I’ve taken lives, I’ve offered mine, I’ve been a coward, I’ve held the line, I’ve been a liar, I’ve been a cheat, I’ve been just a good time, and I’ve been committed I’ve been a lot of things not all of them good. If I’m going in the ground I just want to tell the damn truth. If this is all I have to say if I’m really through. It’s important not to drop the ball when I’m closing shit off, when I’m closing it out. I wonder what will be said next.