Rms Titanic Poem by Alien Zoo

Don't you ever have the urge to walk outside with a loaded gun and show the world that you're not kidding?

this silent rage from frustrating thoughts
a jealous mind is easily saddened
a sense of lack and unfullfillment
step aside I feel like I'm wasting away
before your eyes and mostly behind their backs
a knife tend to be so easily pulled in the state of desperation
and lifes are ended because of minutes of pleasure
hop on board, ay ay captain, unsinkable she is,
'till the iceberg hit on an unexpected moment
and your drowning in a sea of consequences and incidents

'Is anyone alive out there? ' Your anwser is questionable!
Are you alive? Yes may be not enough!