just another day of pacing around my room, shit is getting boring i feel like this is my doom, smoking every hour if i don’t ima lose my cool, hate it when i’m sober i feel like a different dude, it’s great, there’s a lot of shit to hate, like why tf am i living when i could be at the gate, people i called friends started changing up for the cake, broke my fucking leg i can’t even go out and skate, try to go to sleep all i do is sit there awake, dream of a better life cause i just wanna throw mine away, shit is fucking hell, i hate being home might say fuck it and go to jail, or say fuck being on earth might take myself down to hell, i’m drowning in my head and i’m crazy if you can’t tell, don’t know why she love me it’s prolly over the kale, why do i even try when i know that i’m gonna fail, somebody fucking kill me to tired to go prevail,