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I'm afraid and scared that I wont make it through the next day I'm so stressed I've had enough the pain is endless no job no work no money no worth I'm afraid yes I'm scared what am I supposed to do I try to be adult although only 18 I need to find serenity but the piece of me is unforeseen I dream of a life where I don't have to worry about money I'm not looking for pity I just wanna be somebody I feel as if someones cut me I'm broken what is left to believe in the fire is scold-in as the pit of my stomach burns like an ulcer loser is what they call her I need to get rich but life is a bitch and it's ma-kin me sick I'm unequipped with what I need old wounds still bleed and I proceed with caution to what I have lost and I need a boss or to be the boss the price is too high a cost either end up sling-in dope I choke at the thought or end up do-in no-thin I need an escape where is my some-thin I want more then the ghetto I'm stuck in the hood I can't wait for the day when I can say that life's good I wish I was confident like a go getter but  I am shy and feel weak and it's not getting any better there's only one I really the rest I can not handle I put myself on an unreachable pedastool my platform is empty on the mantle Help me god help me lord reach down and find me because I am no longer happy or shining I've lost my light in a hallway of darkness money is evil but not having it caused this I just wish..and I wish..I wish....fuck it I'm serious LIFE IS A BITCH