i must've been born a ghost.. at most, i am barely seen
just a bad joke who's being choked by a scary dream
& my self-esteem .. has evaporated out of existence
cause even when i talk to myself.. still, nobody listens
wake up to no hugs & kisses.. only disses are there
consistanly reminding me that no one misses or cares
this isn't fair.. why & when did the love disappear?
how did i become a vision no one wishes to share?
i live in dispair.. w/ only lonely feelings to bare the weight
as i dive straight into the abyss of loneliness & hate
my mind state has become the only kind place to go
so i find myself hiding behind thoughts.. just to lay low
until the day goes... & night slowly creeps over the sky
vodka..as it gets mixed w/ the weeps from my eye
to drown my sorrow's along w/ tommorow's good byes
cause my future is only a wake waiting on my present to die
so why do i presently try
to be pleasently surprised by life
when inside, i feel like the whole point.. is at the end of a knife
it just doesn't seem rite.. to live when death is certain
& you feel like an actor wrapped in the final curtain
what's your mind worth when the world's turning its back
& your opinion doesn't matter cause public opinion is fact
so the fact of the matter is... you are what society precieves
as it precedes to spoon feed you until you believe
once you do, your doomed cause they've planted thier seed
this means you are no longer you..
& have grown to be who they want you to be
this is the person that i see in me.. now back to the post
cause "the real Rich" doesn't exist... this was written by a ghost

Muaaahhhhhaaaahhhhhhaaaaaahhhhaaaaa..... BOO!!