Its not about you anymore
There’s bigger problems i've ignored
When there’s no one left to call
I wont know what to do anymore
I haven’t been pissed for weeks
I need this coz I’m weak
In the knees and the fists
What you wanna piece of this?
Stuff you I don’t care
I’ll pick you up by the hair
Throw you around making people stare
But its not fair
I can’t fund my lifestyle
Not enough weed not enough beer
Some might say get out of here
But I’m leaving from fear
Not from your direction
Not from what you mentioned
Dead in the head I leave wishing
That I was out fishing.
I keep dishing out the news,
Always bad, I can’t choose
I say I win, you say I loose,
So ive been used? Im confused
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem