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on that fateful night I was given life

nine months later brought into a cruel sadistic world

through my years I get a so called education

directed by those above me in the social standings

rejected by those who are different to me

unsure of what to make of myself



as the years pass my ritual began

sex, drugs, rock n roll

it takes its toll

getting drunk, getting stoned its my life, its my way

this is my fate an unknown past hazed together with an over active imagination and an uncertain future

theses mould and shape me

into the person you see before you



the years will go by mundane and the same

being average at everything

bored and un stimulated

still looking for my emotions,

something to love something to hate

something anything even someone to make me feel alive

before my time runs out i have chosen my fate all i need to do now is die