There I was staring down at society, some-stories-up
Trying to figure out my existence but some-stories-tough
As I look blindly into empty space my thoughts-swell
Told I was taught-well, then why is my well being not-well
My conscience is at war with itself, good side says step-back
The bad says tomorrow will be the same so lets-splat
Good replies take a deep breath you got ya whole life-to-live
Bad rebuttals, sacrifice is an act of selflessness, you got the life-to-give
Good responds, fight through the strife and believe-in-the-route
Bad chuckles back, that’s ridiculous, take the easy-way-out
Good states, think about your family, they only want the best-for-you
Bad answers, if they cared so much they’d be here next-to-you
The truth is the outcome ultimately is what I say-in-the-end
But my mind goes blank, vision blurs as I sway-in-the-wind
Sometimes it feels like nobody alive seems to care what I have-to-say
So should I continue being an outcast or end it like Donny Hathaway
Life is rough-grain but Ive taken enough-blame, enough-pain
The way I view it, the world would be better with my body in the bus-lane
No purity, just obscurity...the envision of living is absurd-to-me
Its do or die, with no suicide note...so just accept these words-from-me
Hello…Good-Bye
concept is ill
