Another short verse.
is it worth livin, do i have a chance//
went from a stare to a half of glance//
after a half of gram, seen it all seen the life i live//
nothin but a fuckin white boy who likes to spit//
tried to give it all just to get a girl i like//
now i wanna end my world tonight, sick of this life//
but maybe i should think of me//
fuck that, no ones else does i think of them equally//
but when u speak to me i feel worth it//
no longer worthless, u see the side of me behind curtains//
im curtain that all of this is not gonna change//
a suisidle kid with bottled up rage//
boxes of blades, debating weather i should do it//
whether i should end my life, watch my viens spray thier fluids//
im influenzed by what happens, so whats wrong//
my whole life i was crapped on so fuck god//
im uninvolved with anything social//
i hope to see the lights, see the gates that ill never come close to//
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