it can be your brightest day,
or your darkest hour
you never really can tell.
wake up happy
just to wake up in hell.
morning breeze, swaying of the trees
one bad glimpse and youre falling on your knees
fallen so many times, theres no one left to pick you up.
your family isnt aware that youre still a complete **** up.
plastered a fake smile so they never know whats up.
how do you cope?
well you've got lines and a rope,
no ones seen you happier then when your nose is full of dope.
maybe he'll believe you when he sees your neck tied pretty.
atleast theres no blood,
he'd think that were just petty.