Theres nothing good in my life to write about
Theres nothing left i have to fight for
How come im always fighting an eternal war
How come I'm the one evil's trying to lure
How come nothing ever in my life has put a smile on my face
Nothing is left but sorrow, pitty, anger, and disgrace
I've always been told to keep my chin up and raise it high
But im afraid that If i even lift my head im sure to die
Some nights, i just sit down break and cry
This may sound gay, but im just like every other guy
Who never had a guide in his life to live by
Fuck life, whats the fucking point, trying to succeed?
How do I do that when my mothers always on a pound of weed
My dads behind bars
When you look at my heart, you cant even count the scars, Life's so hard
How come whenever i look up, somethins there to shit on me
Never had anything in my life, and shits not lookin bright b
Nothin in this world is made for me, im out of luck
So I'll contine to do what I do every day, sleep and pray to God i never wake up.