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I always have so many thoughts on the way I think my life should be

everyday I think to myself what in the hell am I doing

I feel like I am at a dead-end in my life where even if I set out a goal

it would become pointless as it would fail

I am comfortable in this town that I live and I know most everything about it,

but there are so many things out there that I could be persuing in

there are so many people that live here and live day by day and enjoy things as they are,

but those people have things constantly going on for them

searching for drugs, working for their next sack or crack or whichever

I can't live like that and I feel even as a person that doesn't do drugs I can't live in this town

forever sober

because regardless of how strong a person is this city will drive you to insanity

the dramatic motherfuckers, the users, the abusers, the selfish fucking losers

I know it's everywhere and I can accept that but the same old bullshit lies beneath me in this crusty smelling shit hole of  a town

my friends I've found are really not friends when it comes down to it

if I have something to offer-i'm a friend

if I do drugs and can hook you up-i'm a friend

if I have a car and will give you rides-i'm a friend

I have nothing to offer

I don't do drugs

and have no car

like I said i'm a fucking loser in this town

without the person in my life right now I think I would be in a nut house

I need to escape

I hate this town

I'm sick of it, I'm sick of the shit, I'm sick of the drug forsaken losers, the fucking dramatic  motherfuckers

i'm sick of living in the drama that this town has put upon me

it's the hell of  the earth

but it's home