poem

We have a condition of our life
my life condition
So as a kid i had to adapt
for a better living.
Some drugs, some booze
and i'll just yell

"I keep dreaming after i awoke
holding tight on my hope
sometimes it can seem so cold
do what i gotta do to cope. . ."

Two years later
four years smarter
getting old as it fades away
holding on to that rope
as the waves give way

It doesn't matter which brand
or station, it's all about getting away
from the current situation.