The synopsis of trying to fit in,
The thoughts of losing your touch with the outside world,
The feeling engulfing you with posture of satisfaction that is not in your heart to feel.
Through the bloodstreams it flows,
Through your mind it posts an illusion that takes you for a ride,
Day light breaks the containment that structures your night with loneliness,
and the same position that you find yourself in must be very elite as it still brings pain.
They will not change and they will not prosper your being,
What they will do, they will eat you from within, intercontinentally tearing your esteem apart,
Killing what’s left of your confidence and with every injection or drag,
The days you have on this earth will be to a minimum.
With every breath you take that should be to empower you, will be screaming for more.
Yes I will still look at you funny, because from the first day you started you knew things will change,
Yes it’s called “an addiction” and you are caught up.
Who am I to speak, when I live in a society that’s does not believe in self-inflicted pain?
The society that is always pointing fingers as to whom the blame should be on.
Who am I to question your satisfaction and happiness?
Who am I to think what you are doing will only destroy you?
Who am I to think if I let you in my life, I will actually be saving one?
Who am I to push you in the streets on an empty stomach?
Who am I to let you freeze in this cold weather?
Who am I to think you are not educated?
Well I am the same person who still believe in self-inflicted pain,
I am the same person who will tell you everyday that what you doing is wrong and it will destroy you.
I am he same person who will try my best to help and still be limited by nature.
I will be the same person who will read on your behalf and who will know the exact dangers and symptoms of what you letting your life be drained by.
I will be the one who will feed you for a limited time only as my patience will wary thin.
I must speak like I have no idea what you are going through,
Well honestly, YES I have no idea and by the looks of things I thank the lord that I will never find out.
With every heart beat that you feel and every cold front you will be going through, just know that all this is because of you,
I will not hate you for your being,
I will hate you for taking my brother and sister.
Turning them into hoodlums and making them abandon the very people, who love them, in the name of a craving,
YES I said it, “curse you” for that,
I now live in a society of fear because of you.
My brother will never know the feeling of love,
My sister will never know how to be loved and held close.
I hate you and I hate all that you promote and condone.
I don’t care if I lose the plot here,
“LISTEN” is the main word here,
The world is cruel
The seas are heavy
The rain is scarce
Love is in the heart,
Keep it up and you will never know it….
“Curse you and leave my brother and sister alone”
Curse you…
Deranged, Raging, Under God’s System.
DRUGS!!
