Pills

This I cnt comprehend
And Im not tryin to affend
This aint me being benevolent
Or me tryin to pass judgment
Just please stop and listen a moment
I look at You and I see anguish
Ask you why your being so foolish
I see how you die everyday inside
no matter how much you try to hide
Im sorry but with what u ask I cnt abide
Dnt think for a moment that u I disdain
but wut your doin is just causing pain
Pain to youself and pain to me
Finding death in your life so early
I wont let that be the end of this story
U gotta let go of this ambition
I understand it might be your passion
I can't help but be afraid
Cuz u doin all this to just get paid
With all that shit thats being homemade
Soon u will realize dat money aint shit when ur not alive
Now I close my eyes as I cry
Pray to god to help u stop gettin high
Off those pills that made u look the way u do
And the lifestyle u have goin on wit ur crew
Sad thing is that u know all of dis is true
And P I tell you this Cuz I care and do LOve you!!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

It really speaks on its own

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