The question

1.

Ahem! No matter how much you wait, you have fought

Nobody’s gonna save you from your misery

You are all you have got!

How many of us feel suppressed?

How many show courage to defend?

How many makes outta that whack?

Who cares what goes on in men’s head?

So give me the mic, that’s why I am here!

Sit back and relax, who could do this without fear?

Grab a seat, wild story on the way dear

Hurt and agony, helpless pain and dreadful mental tear!

Ing - Starting right here…

A 16 year old kid, you can find right next the corner

Right next to your house, right next to your seat!

A kid, a foreigner!

In his own world, keeps taking pain from abusers

His father’s job is a mover,

Friends are offbeat been to more classes than schools ever!

Scores have been classic, this time drastic

Nobody matches the flow, guess saying is fantastic

Better have none than stupid friends, words, habit!

So he drags last bench two steps back

Guys chase girls and girls’ whirls,

It’s easy to loose your shit too

He ain’t like that, call it cool

Some call crazy, but does he care? No!

So fuck it!

2.

At his home, black pen!

At his finger tips caressing,

The one he writes and draws tattoos with,

Focus is strongest, he is ready for messing,

This bitch is gonna go fucking down with!

Barely before he reached his home,

Put (down) his bag or had another thought.

A bitch came along,

Grab him by his throat.

You wanna die?

Wanna mess with me?

Honky! You wanna fuck with me?

Gasping to breath hell-felt

He pushed his jaw out

Popped veins prevents suffocate

His mind screams this is it!

It’s him or you! Stop this anyhow kill anywho!

No more bullying, no more bruised face

No more dark eyes, no more scary days

No more running as being chased

By bike till this asthmatic ass

Burst and denies.

No more running from home late nights

No more bleeding in public parks,

No more chocking with pillows fack!

No more drowning or blackmailing

This has to fucking stop!

His conscious come to play

No No No! Stay calm and clear

The hell with calmness

Pound clearity

Like a fat chick with a fat ass who lost sincerity

I can’t fucking stop!

This life is a nightmare!

Already loaded my guns ‘Clack’!

What they gonna do put me in jail, ‘cute satire’!

To peace from hell, hell yeah!

Atleast I will make out alive, a fighter

Atleast I will have this brain not brainless

So I say fuck it consciousness!

3.

Kicked in the abdomen,

But feels no pain

This is it, moment of change,

Have been scavenging life,

So broken I am dying inside,

Been betrayed and cheated by my own,

Flipping and tripping day and night, growing

Where is the love? Tell me!

Hit me bitch! Hit me

Hit me or I’ll go crazy I am so used to it.

Remind me of my dark side

I am counting on it.

Yes, now it’s just this pen and a jugular vein,

But he is distracted by this person, women.

Witnessed the dark days.

Never acted but won’t take this either,

The pain will leave neither.

Only reasons will change man!

I am no bitch man!

So fuck it, my life fag!

They won’t let me go,

They won’t understand

There is no meaning taking it further,

Taking further the pain

Dislocated jaw relaxes

Pen drops, if it has to end, It has to end

One way or other,

So save one life by letting it go.

This is the society where I grew

No point in here so here we go

The bitch chocked up and fell to ground

Like a dead meat! unsound

Fuck everything life has to offer

All my lame ass life never sober

So yeah fuck it!

4.

Chin up its logic and practicality,

Think about it, it’s mere reality

Nobody wants to take the blame either

You can’t blame me neither.

Here died a fighter.

So what’s the excuse this time?

You were there in the public parks witnessing

You weren’t looking

But laughing at my misery

You were there when I was being chased on bike

You were there when I couldn’t fight.

You were there when a kid fell of a balcony

You were there by the swimming pool,

Where I was being kicked again and again

When I couldn’t breathe, imagine the pain, suffocation

You were there when my ego, my self esteem and I were

All being ripped apart from me sir

Yes I kept hearing we love you,

But where is the love?

I hear a lot but see none!

My veins have busted, I live with demons in my head

Too many orderly issues I deal with.

Too may pills I swallow everyday

Too much intoxication I sold my body to keep my soul alive

But chop me down and burn me alive

I might be the evilest thing if you look inside

It’s an ever happening thing for every weak in society,

So there are two words for such society and everybody in it

Fuck it

And if I ever have to replace it by you

Fuck society, fuck relations, fuck emotions, fuck feeling and onlookers

Yeah fuck you too.