i have lived enough for a thousand lives got wounds in my bag from a million knives from so cold friends but it was only lies till they moved on to someone they could idolize now I'm standing here trying to dry my eyes reached out for help and no one heard my cries now I'm standing tall trying to see blue skies life is tough that i reallize fell to my knees now I'm trying to rise, I'm trying to do the best I can but it's hard cuz I am just a man, doing it by myself not a single fan. so im pushing through as im standing tall been drug through the mud and survived the fall now im fighting this waiting for the call saying i have a reason to not end it all, take this knife off of my wrist before i end it all with just a twist i dont want end it all but you get the jist this isnt life just a bullshit list and its sucks knowing i wont be missed and i dont have enough to have my six, though I've never been a junkie in search of a fix never been addicted to them porno flix, always tried my hardest just to be the best even though hard because of the rest so i write this shit to get it off my chest instead of feeling like a burden sounding like a pest, even though it's all harder rhan than a test.