A destructive mix of trials and tribulations/
Persecutions, smiles and complications/
Suicidal contemplations with every disappointment/
Success seeming within reach but efforts are pointless/
A roller coaster of emotions then it all ends/
Abruptly with no logical purpose we all tend to expend/
From the cradle to the grave is nothing but stress/
Strive to the top to become labeled as the best/
Like girls on p.m.s. the cycle never ceases/
Being on top is lonely they say the problem increases/
Dreams shattered to pieces leaving one with no hope/
Pushed to his limitations left with nothing but a rope/
People watch for you to choke and kick you while down/
If happiness is land I'm seasick and starting to drown/
Composed of no sound my life is short of harmony/
Hell bound a triple six is deeply carved inside of me/
Fed up with life now hiding from critics and pessimists/
Gripping a pistol not wanting to finish the rest of this/
Welcoming death's kiss I see the light ending my tunnel/
That's when I finally saw the purpose behind my troubles/