Ten.

The old American way,
The taste of old McDonald's as you enter through your school and wish that there was more to do but never enough to savor.
Your life is the flavor of diluted alcohol and other things you would rather not explain to the general public in shame.
At home its a cigarette in a hand and a remote on the other but when life hits you in the face you shove it aside and suppose you shouldn't bother,
Teenage is fake.
Life is the outcome of some strange illusion built up in your head by your parents,priests,teachers,and uncles.
Life is strange so keep it simple as you can or else you wont keep track of whats going on.
Drugs are life in smaller doses,
Reality doesn't hit until you sub-come to the eventual "down the slope" of things in your head.
Alcohol is the major industry next to Phillip morris is what you might think with no clue of what is going on eternally until you cant decide from where to bleed.
Your mouth? Or your ears?
Music is life but making it means much more.
Oh so much more.
Poetry is relaxation in the form of illusions you create in your head,
Or the reality in your bed.
Sex is only a milestone in your life so be prepared once you do it your hooked and theres nothing you can do but wish you could have not done it in the end because once life is through....
You will have.
Nothing left.

Scentences have too many verbs in them and if you wish to keep on talking in them you might as well continue.
But i suppose this is where i should be stopping?
No i believe i should go on.

Songs have a stronger meaning than "Yo i fucked that bitch in the street corner" Read the cards and weep because the moment you decided to let them fall on the table was the moment you became incredibly unstable towards the true reality of your life.
You eventually give into leaving your wife and kids theres nothing better than this your living in a street corner like an idiot later regretting the life you've lived too far into abyss to ever climb back up.
Someday you will regret the decisions you have made unless you made the right ones.
At the right time.
You will continuously wish for that car with that house with that girl and those perfect little kids that you see on the infomertial everyday at work as you talk to people about their problems so you can give them more excuses to live their perfectly horrible life.
Maybe the infomertials arent so perfect after all.
No no...
I could keep on going.

Don't hate the puppets hate the puppeteers,
Officers are just doing their job keep your head up high be proud of who you are and if they put you behind some cell thats dusty and parentless you should rethink about the things you have been previously doing in your life.
Don't change who you are just change the outfit.
Labels are only used by those who believe they are interesting.
Addiction is an excuse to never stop.
Money is spent on you in the end and is never given back.
School is the hatred being born inside you for education as you spend countless hours behind that desk wishing you were somewhere else.
For me i believe its on a beach.
For you its probably getting completely out of it.
Getting out of what you might say?
Life. Reality. Insanity.

Work is an excuse to keep yourself trully busy so that people can call you a responsible and mature human being.
But it doesnt necessarily mean you should stop being that kid at heart.
So long as the kid is progressive and wanting towards having a good life.
Not the one in the infomertials
Just a good life.
With no problems
And no hatred.
Be yourself.
Because in the end.
Being someone else is a waste of the person,
You really are.
And were always meant to be.