Struggle and Strife

You know it's a shame when the worlds to busy playing life's f***ed up game to see how many of us suffer in pain. Wasting our time committing crimes just to make a petty dime. Feeding lies to the fires of deceit. Like quicksand you keep struggling to get free, but freedom sure the f*** ain't free at least not for me. Life's keeping my head underwater desperately wanting to feel the air. Is there any way to just not play? The rules are unfair, filling us all with despair , does anyone even f***ing care? I'm tired of this bull s***t here and playing petty games to follow society's fake desires of fake ass fame. But I stand alone the last of a dying breed and here i'll sit out. For it's a crying shame the fires are burning brighter cuz they're all liars and slaves to this sick ass bogus game, with all the world to f***ing afraid to dream.