I WANNA BE HAPPY BUT IT DOESN'T EXIST
IN A LIFE LIKE MINE, I WANNA BE MISSED
I TINK IT WOULD BE BETTER IF I WAS DEAD
EITHER A KNIFE TO MY HEART OR A BULLET TO MY HEAD
IT SADDENS ME TO THINK OF THIS SHYT
BUT WHAT CAN I DO IF IM LIVING LIKE THIS
I THINK OF DYING LIKE ALL THE TIME
AND I ENVY THOSE WHO HAVE A LIFE BETTER THEN MINE...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A Life LIKE Yours can be a sparkling gem in the eyes of God. Know He loves you, and just the best your heart dictates. Those who seem to 'have everything' are in a much worse situation than us. Just look at them really closely...do they look happy inside? Or does the booze and drugs hide the soul within? God bless you.