they are as is to be full of his bliss so many see only clouded negativity
for truly lies as only them angels heard cries as for the eagerness flys
reality dreams sanity screams no light beems to this forgoten means
so see only regret so many swet on lifes ties knottin them as there plottin
relax no one can see as it was as so many does
blood is so thick many get sick die of the ritch so poor never to find there boat a shore run and find no door
crissen and crossin there brain as there flossin and so many wana be bossin
so so many have no open coffin why the plan to fight to be ritch to die as lifes truely bitch so here i snitch at the only itch that wont go away life is left to never pray WHY.. ..........I DO