It's like.. they only look to see what they can take from me . that's all I am, it's like this is what they make of me, doesn't feel too good feeling useless, I know you know that's what the truth is. so go ahead pull the damn trigger, take anothers life, if it makes you feel bigger. god forgive us all this big world of sinners, when filled with hate things fall apart slim chances of survival grows thinner fuck the ones who make it unfair to make the inequality of more figures it doesn't seem to stop mostly why my hatred of racism is bigger "It's Like".. survival of the fittest, and an eye for an eye. ITS LIKE.. everytime I try I fall hard, but not hard enough to die, it's bad to imagine my arms open wide to fly suicide, the devil's will lie to you, and say that you ate not worth Shit, I been there, believe it, it's this I know for certain, but yoiubcsm also ignore the obvious bullshit and maybe gain a motto that works if you work it,a message much heard, sadly few listened, we have things in common, disease ridden addiction, and people are locked up, out there starving, why am I bitchin, so..its like...just "fuck it" just another day, roll the pipe that's my life, where am I? I'm hard to find, I hear you knock behind the blinds, if I make it out one-day then find, the good ol'frends I left behind, can't travel back, I can't rewind, my fault I'm here no-one but mine, not much felt, but qustions why! I've chosen not the path that's right!,if I ever do and those friends I find, my open wounds become scars in time...but still feel like I'm in hell and so alone , in a. unmarked grave throw my body throw my bones ,well and alive thrives my addiction on top of its throne , together us army of addicts face our battle alone .I've had enough...