this world

Drama, stress, pain and so much more, all the crap in this world just make my heart sore, go from the bottom to top rich to poor. People on corners asking for money not jobs, rich people wearing long hairs and bobs, everybody the same to me like a field of corn on a cob. Bad people being rewarded good people being kill, throw away food while the next kid don't have a meal, arms full of needles and mouth of pills. Sleepy eyes and bloody hands, what one person can do the next can, everybody the same either a women or man. No love so many people heart frooze, it numb your body from your head to your toes, life is a present without a bow. A bow represent success in life, whether you become a husband or wife, you can fail even if your sharp as a knife.