Life

Just a short little ditty about my life in college

My life's spiraling downward, and there's no escape
I drink all day, and ev-er-y day
Then I light this bowl and just float away
To a place where flowers grow and I just see your face.

I got a dollar to my name and a pack of cigarettes
My CD cases scarred by those lines of percocet
I will fight through the pain and I will never forget
The way it spoke to me and all the words it said.

Screaming from the counter, pictures burned in my brain.
I have these little piles of powder and I go insane
Walking through the streets in the pouring rain
Every day I live and every day is the same.

So here I go and take my stand, I'm living it up
Tracing through the days and I just don't give a f**k
People say I work for it but baby, it's luck.
It's the only thing I got but it is never enough.

Reviews

[Roger Ferguson II]

good rhyme scheme. i like the flow. good use of imagery.

[Stripes]

This. Is. Fantastic. Amazing. Gorgeous. Raw. Superfuckingawesome.

[Hannah Paige]

Is this a song? If not, it should be. The rhyme scheme pushes it along really well, and I like how intense it gets at the end.