I’m looking out with both eyes to the past.
I’m somewhere in between joy and pain.
Now the only thing I’ll ever give up on is giving out excuses to people who deserve an Answer.
I’ll continue giving out lies,
But only as a refund to the people who don't respect me enough to show me the one hundred percent truth inside a lie,
And not just half.
Life can have me now.
While I’m looking out the window I know I’m Out of time to decide where I should go in this life.
As Chaos Makes its’ self-known Through the Blinds of My House,
I have to be more careful of who I decide to let write the answers on my window,
Because every time I follow what they say,
I’m running into a brick wall with another cut on my heart.
?People say if it’s out of sight, it’s out of mind.
But when I walk up and down these streets I don’t see death,
But it’s always on my mind and whether it’s going to strike me in the back with the shape of a bullet. . .
Or whether it’s another in innocent child that life has once again cheated in its own game.