under your skin

little child wont u stand up for self
show the world what u got under ur skin
you cant control anyone else
and u are the only one who can out of the mess your in
going through is the best way out
use as much time as it takes to figure out
your life means nothing
unless you make it something
so take a breath and carry your load
lifes best treasures are on the side of the road
the simple way out isnt the simple way in
u cant kill ur self and some how win
lifes to short for second glances
lifes to short to question all your answers
close your eyes and walk away
open them when u decide to stay
a bullet wound shouldnt hold u back
love your nieghbor and its wounds you lack
but sometimes u get screwed over hard
which shows that carring for someone wont get u far
thats the way it is and theres nothing u can do
but take your punches and hope not to get screwed
u could love someone to death and even if they knew it
they do things to you and act like the didnt do it
u can say u love them and they will pretend to no
but u always gotta clerify by the things you show
love should come with a first aid kit
cuz when ur done theres so many things to fix
broken hearts are commonly the result
its just part of loves assult
getting into love wont get u no where
life could be perfect but still it wouldnt be fair
eyes will be eyes, people will be people
guns will be guns and needles will be needles
shoot into my skin and inject my poison
the same mess that makes my mind torsion
two faced critic with a big mouth to feed
i could by dying of hunger and i wouldnt no what i would need
sleeping off the issues but thats not the way to go
crying into tissues and blowing my nose
Its easier to just cry than to cause chaos
its easier to die and just get layed off
gods worker's, we the people dont get fired
from the second we are breathing we are hired
our jobs sercurity depends on our actions
our actions depend on your mental attractions
we see so many ppl just living to death
watching them all leave whats left
all we do is watch the suffer and give in
what we dont realize is that this adds up under our skin
pile upon pile it all grinds up
it goes to your head and neatly lines up
in line to go on a ride with your temptatious rage
the rest wait in line and look out of the cage
as long as it can go on it has to end
there is no easy way to get this message to send
it seems the world is to worried about there own cause
they have no time to step back and give a round of applause
to the people who suffer and die alone
to those people of battle through life on there own
no one cares about nothing anymore
we are covered in diesease more than ever before
we are wearing our death over our shoulders
limping on the war ground like lifeless soldiers
it dosnt take 65 years to die
and if it does pain will be felt every second that goes by
little child
dont let the world pass you by
life is to short a stubbed suicide
lifes to short to just cry
under your skin your life is created
predicaments is what makes a life good
with out probems your life would be jaded
and you would be that much more misunderstood
little child stand up for your self
throw some fists and let your mind give
you cant control anyone else
but you can control the life you live







JC