It was back in the 80's, yes i was quite a dazzling young man..
Cutting classes... out smoking a pack, i just didnt understand..
This was important, Education was my only real key to success..
some reason it seemed i had no talents or goals, i just hadn't been blessed..
So i went on thru my teenage years thinking looks would replace knowledge..
As i watched all my friends set there goals, and start picking out there college..
NOT ME, i was too cool.. All i had to do was just find that right girl..
i could imagine her.. with the softest lips.. she would just make my world..
I traveled from bar to bar.. looking for her for just a few years...
But my drinking became a habit.. the liquor just seemed to disguise my tears..
I became a closet alcholic, nobody really needed to know of my problem
I thought this doesnt control me, there my faults i think i can solve them..
My money slowly went down the drain, i lived on the streets with nothin to eat..
No shoe's or socks, its been 10 years since i've seen the true color of my feet..
I'm thirty five now.. and with no education i have yet to work a day in my life..
Living in Strife.. My Dreams are crushed, i can no longer search for my wife..
Mind is a Blurr,I take this jagged metal,and puncture myself, Im pleading for help...
This Alcohol Wont Cover up the red stains, yes its true im killing myself..
Its sad, I've lived Thirty Five years of my life.. just hiding in shame..
with my last minutes of life... i will die without one penny to my name..
all because of poverty....