If you could be better by my leaving , i will shut my fuck up and be my own.
poverty deserves no love
like that deserves no dignity and happiness
lung fires dazzy the brain
time flattering away
a nasty literary boy like before
but hair white cigerrate blinked
life used to be more difficult before
memorizing those days away
how the hell came through
money surrounding me
fuck them one by one
what that happened is happend
i can't make time back
seeing those finding better work
also want to stop studying
high debt is shit
i care nothing of it
but u do
i never thought you bad
though aware of the ending
shrinking suits no me
i had to look forward
ways are not smooth
just time cant be chosen
I WANT TO WORK
NOT SITTING HERE WASTING LIFE
FUCK THE WORLD