In Between The Tough Times I Wonder...

When your cold the world just turns it back on you

When your hot they find ways to extinguish you

And if your mediocre you might make it to college and get a degree and not know how to use

Kind of like my father who turned in to the police man

Now he’s wearing a security badge in downtown Boston

Or maybe you can be like my mother

Barely passing high school

Now she’s got a job answering phones for some faggot ass doctors

Hs doctrate says he’s capable of making all the wrong diagnoses and still gets a pay check for it

But instead I turned my back on the life of public schooling

Cheated my way through the system and saying fuck you I’m a war vet

But I don’t see no war around me

Just some douche bag Captain we saved in the far off land named Djibouti

Pronouced like booty for these pirates attacking big ships in little skiffs

Now I’m lost and just fumbled my last thought

I don’t know where I am

This must be hell

I don’t know where I’m going

I’m alone and depressed

These feelings of regret can get the best of you I know

So that’s why I speak words of uncertainty

And blast of at the mouth like I know what the fuck is bothering me

It’s killing me like cancer

My Nana left this world with it

Now she’s free to watch over me while I get it

Kind of fucked up isn’t it

So much for divine intervetion

We didn’t start it and we have no say in ending it unless we take ourselves out one by one

This suicide realm that bothers us

So many kids and adults that feel like there is no other shit to live for

So I’m dying ever so slowly like my ancestors that came before me