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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