Ah, yes they sit and wait waste their life away. By the time they find food they have perished to something called slowness and starvation. Now its body lays and decays. They say it bakes in the sun but theres no way, only until it can find its fate.

I stair at my comrades fall to their knees in agony, all I can do is watch. Their skull hits the ground with blood shed. Now this is only the beginning of an ending!

I feel like a stranger, 
Or an outsider as they say
Where would I go? 
When life and times are getting you down
just kick back and look around
if what you see now tell me true are a bunch of eyes looking back at you,
but don’t despise that look in they’re eyes
because their only admiring you
if only I could say, ” Don’t look at me that way.”
because my life is no better than yours
I haven’t a penny  for my troubles and my life is no better than yours,
So I say my friends, “Don’t lose your grins and your eyes so full of glee because thats what brings out the happiness you see in me.

The defeat of me only ends in plea. My agony of pain can't be obtained, I lay and dwell as I sleep but nothing can undo this defeat.

I lay in defeat only to realize I have another chance. Thus I grabbed my weapon only to find myself in defeat and at that moment my life was thrown away.

I sit in my mother's basement having at the games only to find I threw my life away. :(