Never Enuf
I sit and wait for someone to knock,
but no one does?
I'll never amount to anything!
Nothing will ever be enuf!
Everyday is a struggle of looking for work and trying to pay bills.
No wonder everyone finds comfort
in alcohol, drugs and popping pills?
Is there a chance I will ever succeed?
Will I ever be free?
This country is supposed
to be a country of the land and the free?
Instead it's filled with Assholes, Bitches, Criminals and then useless ME!What are we all hear for
to make the richer richer
and the poorer stay poor?
And why would men rather
have some skanky whore?
Isn't there more to life then
sex, drugs, alcohol and dirty whore's?
Doesn't anybody wanna know
what there hear for?
It's just a test I guess to see who's best,
And God has a plan for all the rest
who don't pass,
May the best stand last and the others run fast...
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