You wake up every morning to go out into the same world.
the same world that constantly brings you down every single day of your waking hours.
Nothing ever changes, you just walk down the street as your life walks right passed you.
Starring you right in the face, knowing that your falling more and more behind in society with every breath you take.
you kick the ground, the gravel crackles, yet you hear nothing but the sound of failing hopes and shattered dreams.
What makes you different from all the rest? You think because you have problems at home. Your mother yells at you sometimes. That makes you a failure. You make you a failure. Look at yourself right now. Your throwing yourself at the mercy of society. Getting on your knees and begging for more time. More time to do what? Smoke a little longer drink a little more, create a little more chaos in an already unstable chaotic world. Society has you beat, you let the hatred and the violence consume you. And as its sucking you in your sucking one more person in with you. Your watching yourself die ... in a world with no oxygen, do you find it hard to breath? I will walk beside you and analyze you until you break.Forever being the one to tell you to take one more step off that ledge. Take one more handful of those pills in your pocket. Take one more leap in front of oncoming traffic. With your eyes always rested on the ground you see nothing. All thats painted right in front of you so boldly is the blood that society raped you into bleeding. You are your own murderer. Butchering your arms and your legs to make sure that your still alive. Swallowing what you find in your house to suppress the tears that hurt to great to shed. I will forever be beside you egging you on to butcher a little deeper, scream a little louder, Put one more bullet in that little gun beneath your mattress. You will cock that gun and for a few more seconds you will be the murderer. but when the shots are fired you become the victim. Society told you you were worthless, reminded you that your existence on this earth has no meaning. So society ends up being the reason you took someones life. You wake up everyday to the same world, nothing ever changes, in the end its the little speed bumps in society that allows a cold blooded killer to walk away from his action. Society is always the murderer. And You are always the victim.
