Why can't I be loved?
Where are the angles that come from above?
So they can protect me from the heart ache and pain that I face everyday.
They are suppose to protect from the harm that comes my way.
Everyday I wake up feeling unwanted.
Feels like my soul is being haunted, by this evilness no one can fight it
grabs my heart and squeezes it tight.
GOD where is the light?
It feels like there is no one else on my side.
When I fight who is going to ride.
Its seems like the only one I can trust is this weed in which will succeed
to give me a feeling no human can imagine.
It makes me feel like its my home and if I leave him my soul will be blown.
This is my life and if living brings me nothing but pain I rather die than
to be driven insain from everything but cocaine.


Georgett Alston
 
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