what now

what nowwhat to do now withpop my life, everyone I know has made it to the other side but I'm still here trying not to feel. ignoring all signs refusing to heal think I'm all better then someone comes along to remind me that I'm just a failure. well bullshit im tired of it all I wanna do is live all I wanna do is give sick of of the labels sick of fake fucks trying so hard to get the fuck up. outta the gutter it's real hard to do when hate is all over . contaminating everything even telling me that my dreams dont mean a damn thing all I have to look forward to is working for the man putting cash into someone else's hand I can't help but feel that I'm not about all that there's so much more to my story need to start believing and stop the dissent stop listening to those who hold no dream to those who diss on everything afraid to follow their own path meanwhile stuck in the the wrath of our adversary. blazing new trails seems to scary Last thing I want is to be ordinary make a name for myself before it's all over distinguish myself as a true fucking soldier in the middle of a war zone never fall back never except defeat. never surrender keep on marching till there's nothing left of me. make my son proud and die with dignity if dont believe then why should anybody. get rich or die trying if i ain't busy living then I'm busy dying.