This unemployment shit is bogus, steadily losing focus, in just a couple moments, we gone see if this rope fits, tired of bein homeless, no job and no bonus, home is where the heart is, honestly feelin hopeless, obviously Im heartless, prodigy of an artist, hardest part of life, the fact Im here to start with, starstruck like a starship, sick of the impoverished, stickin thru the hardship, rough diamonds just need polished, time to take action, no pay checks to cash in, just a pad and pen, and a whole lotta passion, actin like an activist, backed in like a pacifist, I only feel pain, I must be a masochist, I aint ask for this, I need help to help me cope, help me not feel hopeless, so I dont tighten up the rope, help me smell the roses, so I dont wanna choke, this life is so atrocious, so I hold on to my hope; -ME Feel free to share
Posted on: Fri, 25 Oct 2013 16:20:33 +0000
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