An everyday struggle
A certain type of hustle
Girls become tramps and boys become bustas
Although there is that 10% that finds a way
Living this life we live day by day
Since when did the world stop to level
A level that undefines the black whole within minds
Why cant a whole no longer be filled
Even with all the joy in the world it manages to stay killed
What happened to the hope and the pride
Did we loose reason of determination as to why?
Did our souls just turn completely black
We no longer care the hurting of others
Yet we laugh as we are being murdered
Abused, misued, confused, and disfunctionally rude
Why are we to afraid to accept most truth
But more importantly why are you afraid to just loose what you know you will soon gain again in the end

REALITY