Hi I'm 25 and my name is Edward Grey.
Everyday I wake up hating everything.
See I'm a common figure.
Never strived for 6 figures just worked for a decent check so my lights never flickered.
Life was so monotones decided to take some risks.
Startin smokin weed just to get my kicks.
Weed lead to pills.
Pills lead to injections.
Now my life's an ill fitting puzzle piece.
Sub conscious at war while my face is at peace.
I shake in my sleep, in ambition of my next high,
starting to rely on this shit just to get by.
Sweat induced relapse.
One way train headin straight for the repast..
Layed of my job now I lay on the street.
Never knew my heart could ever sink this deep
My parents and friends disowned me after they discovered my alter.
Ego won't let me check in to the hospital.
No direction in my life.
No peace no safe haven.
Fourth time evicted no place to stay
cause when the shit hits the fan nothing goes my way.
All I have is my hallucinations.
Make my intoxication reality to escape my current situation.
Now I'm stayin on my own on alley street.
Favorite hats on the ground so I can have food to eat.
Aint this fucked up?
But I'm only one of thousands.
a statistic, insolent, product of my surroundings...
More like of my sorrow.
Struggling day to day for a better tomorrow.
Thank you for your time, I just have one more thing to say.
Can you spare me some change?
The names Edward Grey.
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