How much longer, till they all pull me down?
How much longer...will it be till I drown?
Who's to say what is fiction or reality?
Who's to say that they ever had real faith in me?
Master of none, neither a slave,.........
...yet I feel beaten and abused everyday.

I don't have a home..vagabond for life.
right to do wrong and wrong to do right...
...in a fucked world, with no sense of shame...
....then again, maybe it's me who's to blame.

Tired, bruised,bloody and had enough....
...enough of a lifetime of ***** things up...
...enough of a lifetime of not being able to feel...
...enough of living in a world that's not even real...
...enough of wondering, what's in store for me...
...enough of helping others out, just to have them watch me bleed...
...enough of fighting the forces inside.
...enough of all the hatred ,greed, vanity and lies.
A million thoughts again, and no peace to be found.
How much longer...
..............till it all pulls me