the world made me who i am......
but still i ask.... what is my plan....
what do i wanna be....
is it the drug dealer, the serial killer, the hobo, the rapper, the leader, the nice man from the bus stop.....
i will never know....
they say my kind is only supposed to live until 25....
if so **** me when i dreaming so i will never wake up 2 this world full of nothing and lies......
but hey i will kept hoping and keep dreaming.....
that 1 day i would change their mind on what they thought i would be.......